Bo Yeyuan's gaze grew heavy as he powered off his phone and shut it down.
"Come in——"
The door opened, and a bruised Mrs. Bo was dragged in by several bodyguards like a dead dog and thrown at his feet.
Just as she tried to get up, Bo Yeyuan pressed his foot down on her shoulder, pushing down hard, and sat on the sofa, looking down at her with a cold laugh, "Why did Li Qiyu let you out?"
With a gasp of pain, Mrs. Bo whimpered, "You'll have to ask Miss Li about that, how would I know what she's thinking..."
"Still playing tough, huh?" Bo Yeyuan's foot ground down harder, "What did you talk about that night?"
Why had Li Qiyu, who was supposed to kill her, changed her mind after just a few words and decided to let her go?
In the past few days, Bo Yeyuan had people torture her severely, but Mrs. Bo, stubborn to the core, had not uttered a word of truth.
