I'm Your Own Guardian Angel (4)

Sheng Qingyi's pupils contracted and his head went blank. Under Sheng Yize's intimidating gaze, he nearly surrendered right away.

However, he had indeed seen his fair share of storms and recovered soon enough. "It was just an expression. You took it too seriously."

"Did I?" Sheng Yize squeezed out those words through gritted teeth. He darted a look at the frightened old couple, then dragged Sheng Qingyi into the study.

Sheng Yize smashed a vase, picked up a sharp piece, and pressed it against Sheng Qingyi's neck. "Tell me! Where's Xiaxia?!"

"I don't know…" said Sheng Qingyi calmly. "I have nothing to tell you even if you kill me."

"And you think I don't have the balls to do it?" Sheng Yize sneered. The shard cut into Sheng Qingyi's skin and warm blood oozed out. Sheng Qingyi cried out in fear.

"You bastard! I'm your father! How dare you!"