"Xiang Yimo, if you don't want your wife to die, hand over your daughter!" Xiang Aoran commanded Xiang Yimo.
At the same time, several of Xiang Aoran's men pointed their guns in Xiang Yimo's direction.
The scene was simply terrifying.
Xiang Yimo's eyebrows twitched, and cold sweat appeared on his forehead. If the baby was in Xiang Aoran's hands, it wouldn't be so bad. At least, she had some value for them not to harm her immediately. But if Zhong Lingling was in his hands, then everything would be different.
To Xiang Aoran, Zhong Lingling was of no value at all. If Xiang Yimo angered Xiang Aoran, then Zhong Lingling would surely die.
Moreover, there were so many of Xiang Aoran's people at the scene, and Xiang Yimo had come alone.
"Yimo, don't worry about me, take the baby and go, quickly!" Although Zhong Lingling couldn't speak, she desperately tried to convey her message.
Unfortunately, even if Xiang Yimo understood her intention, he couldn't just leave her alone.
