"What do you want to do before you are willing to let Yang Mu go?" Wu Yanmei's voice contained a hint of pleading.

"Please beg me!" Yan Zhengyang laughed proudly.

"I beg you." Wu Yanmei bit her lip and begged helplessly.

"Are you an idiot? I don't ask you to beg me on the other end of the phone, but I ask you to beg me on the bed! If you don't want that kid to die, come to Yunyue Club to find me at ten o'clock tonight. Remember to

Dress sexy!”

Yan Zhengyang's voice was full of greed and pride.

Bah!

Wu Yanmei's hand trembled and her phone fell to the ground.

She looked confused and tears welled up in her eyes. She seemed to be born with a low life. No matter how she resisted, God would not let her go. Everything was in vain.

She knelt down and picked up the phone.
Chapter completed!