【922】How should I smile?

But this is a prison...

Ya Shitian suddenly looked sharply at Timothy, "You better not harm her, otherwise as long as I'm alive, I'll make you wish you were dead!"

Timothy curled his lips disdainfully, "The one wishing they were dead now is you."

"Timothy, take all your hatred out on me, don't harm her," Ya Shitian warned again.

Timothy said with a laugh, "Don't worry, I love her very much, I naturally won't harm her."

"..." Ya Shitian's face became very unpleasant.

He secretly clenched his palm, hating his current situation.

Timothy smiled triumphantly and turned to leave.

The iron door was closed, the surroundings fell silent again, except for the occasional sound of chains rattling.

Ye Anqi had already walked out of the basement.

She stood in the garden, her gaze staring blankly at a spot.

Timothy walked up behind her, "Little Fox, I hope what you promised me is what I think it is."

Ye Anqi turned her head, her expression had returned to normal.