Enchanting His Heart: His Little Fox-Chapter 245: Kind of Want to Know What It Feels Like to Die on You

If she really were to go in for the exchange, it would still be hard to bear.

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Inside the mountain village.

All ten people were tied up, both men and women, and some of the women even had injuries. These people were probably the ones who were inside the mountain village earlier, then held hostage.

They were in a large house, and someone was watching the outside with binoculars.

"Boss, they’ve arrived, Song Yi is here." The person with the binoculars turned back to report to the boss.

"He actually dared to send her in." The man squinted his eyes, his gaze icy cold.

"Bring these ten people out."

In the interest of safety, the hostage exchange took place in an open area, where neither side had an advantage.

When Song Yi arrived at the open dam, she felt a void both front and back, and her heart felt empty too.

She lowered her gaze, standing still, as the wind continuously blew towards her, roaring in her ears.

What if she died just like this?

The rustling footsteps sounded in her ears. She raised her eyes, as the twilight dimmed, and ten silhouettes approached Song Yi.

She was barely aware, her whole body unbearably cold.

She only felt a push from behind, and then someone caught her, instantly grabbing her wrist and leading her into the mountain village.

Inside:

Song Yi saw the person clearly.

It was Jiang Yan.

He sat on the sofa, holding a glass of red wine. Seeing Song Yi enter, he curled his lips into a smile.

"Little beauty, oh little beauty." He placed down the wine glass, stood up and approached Song Yi, using a finger to lift her chin, his tone teasing to the extreme, clicking his tongue: "Tang Si’s woman."

He squinted his eyes, inspecting Song Yi’s face from top to bottom: "I have to say, he has good taste, you’re truly a genuine beauty."

Jiang Yan smirked: "He actually sent you in just like that."

"Do you feel despair in your heart?" Jiang Yan turned, picked up the wine glass again, smiling with a gaze directed afar, as if reminiscing. His tone was leisurely and faint: "To be honest with you, Tang Si and I are old rivals, although I’m a drug lord, quite a few have died by my hands."

"You know? The ones who truly understand each other aren’t lovers, or family, but rivals and enemies. I understand him the best, people like him are utterly cold to the core, do you expect Tang Si to be truly sincere with you?"

Song Yi’s gaze remained cold and filled with disdain, while Jiang Yan turned back to her.

"Why don’t you make another choice, be my woman, and I’ll grant you endless wealth and luxury."

Song Yi laughed, but the laughter didn’t reach her eyes, her tone carried thick mockery: "Someone like you, lacking women?"

Shouldn’t there be plenty of women flocking towards you?

Jiang Yan looked at Song Yi, his mind sinking a bit, this woman, both beautiful and daring.

Even in this predicament, her words remained poised.

Her inherent pride was strong.

He chuckled: "Those women only want my money, you’re different, you’re already quite wealthy yourself, if you stayed by my side..."

Song Yi coldly interrupted: "If I stayed by your side, it wouldn’t be for your money, it would be for your life."

"Sss—" Jiang Yan squinted, tongue slightly probing his cheek, he suddenly laughed, pacing back and forth, and when he was done, he looked seriously at Song Yi again: "Spicy enough, flavorful enough."

With a playful tone: "I almost want to experience what it’s like to die at your hands?"