Chapter 330: Playing Mind Games

uct designer named Ane."My God, I never thought ane would be such a stunning beauty, especially her temperament, both beautiful and cool. Her figure is like a model's.""I originally thought ane might...She struck another blow to his heart, hitting him right in the bullseye. It hurt so much that he nearly ran a red light, slammed on the brakes and skidded to a halt. Shu Tinglan lurched forward from the sudden stop and was pulled back by the seatbelt.

Her tears were all spent, not a single one left to shed. The shock of it all had wiped away the earlier hurt, leaving only anger as she screamed back...

“Are you trying to get me killed so you can take the child”

Zhuo YUAN was stunned by her shout, and the pain he had felt moments ago lessened slightly. He said slowly,

"It's hard to let go, after all, finding a stepmother for the children isn't easy!" I can't help but want to punch him.

"Zhuo Yu'an, we stop here. If you dare to lay a finger on the children, I'll die before you." She firmly stated her position, making it clear that if he dared to harm the children, she would fight him to the death.

Result Zhu Yuyan said nothing, just looked up at the traffic light for a moment.

“Get ready, we're about to start. So you don't hit anything again and blame me.”

What is this attitude

He always remained silent about children, never uttering a word about them. What he was planning, no one knew. So Shu Tinglan's heart was filled with anxiety, floating aimlessly and unmoored.

In terms of playing mind games, she was no match for Zhuo Yu'an.

Look, from last night until now, he's only said one thing, that he's the children's father. Then he hasn't mentioned anything else. It infuriated her to the point of jumping up and down, losing her composure, but she couldn't get even a glimpse into his true thoughts, let alone his plans.

He didn't say another word as he drove her to the airport, and he didn't mention the children at all. It was as if last night's declaration that he was their father had been a figment of her imagination.n Zong only realize this today"Yimu Yang carried a hint of worldly-weariness and sarcasm in his voice, as if he'd seen it all before. However, there was a slight rasp to his words, as if he were speak...