บท 1251: Mu Ling’s Plea III

In this life, he had never bowed down to any woman before.

But Suyi is the only exception.

Suyi remained calm. She was as elegant as a chrysanthemum and as soft as the breeze.

She ignored Mu Ling's words and did not even spare a glance at him.

"Sister Suyi."

Chen Qingyan panicked. She rushed toward Suyi and kneeled, crying bitterly. "Please plead for mercy on behalf of my daughter. All these mistakes were my own fault. She's still a child."

A child?

These two words finally made Suyi's gaze fall upon Chen Qingyan. Her gaze was soft and calm. She then sneered. "She is your child. What does your child have to do with me?"

"Sister Suyi! Are you really that heartless? If you don't pity me, please do it for Brother Ling's sake and beg for mercy on Huan Er's life, I..."

Chen Qingyan face was covered in tears.

But before she could finish speaking, Suyi was already holding her sword against her neck.