Manager Feng's eyes were dark and obscure.
The robber who was holding a knife to Gu Dashu's neck received Manager Feng's signal. With a slight force, the knife grazed Gu Dashu's neck.
"Mom, I'm going to die."
Warm blood dripped onto Gu Dashu's hand. He thought his throat had been cut and screamed in fear.
Gu Taohua, standing nearby, was also trembling with fear, but what she feared more was Tong Huaqiong.
Her own mother was more ruthless than she had imagined!
Even with her brother cut by a knife, their mother showed no concern.
"Hmph," Tong Huaqiong sneered coldly.
Tong Huaqiong was truly not playing psychological games with Manager Feng.
If she had to sacrifice someone, she would rather sacrifice Gu Dashu.
After all, she was not Tong Dajiao, and felt no psychological burden.
Tong Huaqiong turned to leave.
This ruthlessness astonished Manager Feng.
He couldn't let her leave; his intention was to obtain the dessert recipes.
Not to kill anyone.
