Jun Shengye's words reminded Mo Chuxi of the day he and Yan Xinxin got married.
Their wedding didn't go smoothly.
Later, she miscarried, and the baby was gone. She hated him so much.
At that time, to make her understand his deep feelings for her, he grabbed her hand and stabbed his chest with it.
Actually, before striking, he had already seen that she couldn't bear to truly hurt him, let alone kill him.
It was just a moment of anger.
And the most painful was not the physical injury but the pain in his heart.
"Mo Chuxi, I might as well tell you, I have already deeply hypnotized your wife. Do you know what deep hypnosis means? As long as I don't allow her to wake up, she will remain in this state forever."
Jun Shengye spoke, his tone carrying an overwhelming authority.
