章 811: He's Much More Terrifying Than a Tiger

"You tricked me before?" An Mingchen seemed to be smiling very happily.

But only Du Mengmeng, who had seen him before, could imagine that dangerous aura.

"How long do you think a person who tricked me and escaped from my clutches can live?"

Du Mengmeng was used to being a bootlicker, so she didn't care about her face. She said without missing a beat, "How long a mouse can live depends on the cat's mood."

An Mingchen's voice was gentler, but Du Mengmeng could hear the atmosphere of a horror movie. "Especially those mice that keep their own food stores, right?"

"Mr. An, I can return your money. Killing me won't do you any good. I'll return the money and you can let me go. How about that?" Du Mengmeng's voice was a little loud to boost her courage.

"Who said that killing you won't do me any good?" An Mingchen traced the corners of his lips with his fingertips. "I would be in a good mood after killing you."

Du Mengmeng sighed.