487 The Mafia King is helpless

Jia stared at Lihua's distraught face and felt her heart acha.

So close...yet so helpless…

Old Madam bit her lip as tears streamed down. "Shen Yang. You didn't do this right. You had no right to play with my granddaughter's feelings like this! Wait for your retribution, Shen Yang. Don't think that you will continue to enjoy your life after your cruel betrayal!"

Jiang Li's eyes blazed with fury. "Enjoy? I will make his life a living hell! I will kill you with my own hands, Shen Yang! And I will give you the cruelest death that you would beg me to spare you!"

Shen Yang ignored their curses.

Zhao Weisheng's dark expression was intimidating.

My granddaughter has suffered…

Jiang Weiyuan pressed his wife's hand and whispered, "Don't cry. We should feel fortunate that Ruiling isn't here."

She sadly laughed. "She is going to know the truth one day, Weiyuan…"

He said nothing.

"What will she do then? We cannot protect her heart forever…"