Mu Yourong’s eyes widened as she looked at the terrifying man in front of her. Her heart was in a state of panic.
In the next second, the man bent down slightly and removed the tape on Mu Yourong’s mouth.
Looking at the handsome face that was magnified several times before her eyes, Mu Yourong’s eyes were filled with fear. She leaned back on the back of the chair, her body constantly leaning back, “What do you want to Do? Song Shiyu, what do you want to Do? Why Won’t You Let Me Go!”
“Shh.”
Song Shiyu put his index finger to his lips, making a gesture of silence.
Mu Yourong immediately shut up, not daring to say another word.
She did not know what this terrifying man would do next.
Fear, panic... ... that feeling, it was as if she would die at any moment under this devil’s palm.
Because she had the experience of her previous life, ever since she was reborn, she had always been far away from this devil.
But it just so happened that song Shiyu’s ghost did not disperse.