Muo Huangnian gazed into the deep, dark depths of his eyes, clearly not joking or deceiving, and he was somewhat shocked as he looked at the box but did not immediately take it. "What do you want me to do, just show it directly to Tangtang?"
"No, showing it to her directly has no meaning," Mo Shiche flicked the ash off his cigarette with his index finger and let out a long, cold chuckle. "Yan Chu has been exerting all his efforts just to keep it a secret, hasn't he? I've been 'dead' for three years, and he didn't pursue Tangtang. Even after I came back and got a divorce from Tangtang, causing a fallout with him, he still didn't pursue her. He simply doesn't want to pursue Tangtang—he wants me dead."
As for why he wanted him dead.
