Song Sinian couldn't help but chuckle softly, the vibrating sound tickling Lu Zhaozhao's ears.
Her small head burrowed into Song Sinian's chest as she suddenly asked, "Husband, how do you plan to deal with Xiao Mo?"
The smile on Song Sinian's face remained unchanged, "I've already handed him over to your third brother. He will never have the chance to return to the country in his lifetime, and he won't affect us."
What he didn't tell Lu Zhaozhao was that after Xia Wenmo's people caught Xiao Mo, they severed all his tendons, and he would only be able to lie in bed as a crippled man for the rest of his life.
As for Xiao Jinglan, when she heard of Xiao Mo's disappearance, she spat out a mouthful of blood and was quickly taken to the ICU.
She was already dying due to the poison administered by Xia Wenjin, and though she had been clinging to life waiting for Xiao Mo's rise, instead of receiving news of his ascension, the news of his disappearance came.
