Mu Liang lowered his voice, enunciating each word with icy sharpness, "I don't care who you are; if you hurt Qiao Xia, I have a thousand ways to kill you. Even if I divorce, I won't allow anyone else to hurt her."
"She will never fall into disgrace; she will always be radiant and beautiful, which is something you cannot afford. Whatever she wants, if even Mu Liang can't afford it, even if she raises money to save a worthless life like yours, I wouldn't think it's worth it, and I don't care. So, you'd better be grateful to her, and it's best for you to stay alive and witness her happiness!"
"Whoever dares to hurt her is an enemy of Mu Liang."
His expression was devilish, his tone indifferent; Grandma Qiao was intimidated into silence, turning pale—how could she dare to speak disrespectfully to Mu Liang? She could only bully Qiao Xia.
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