She knew it wasn't right, there was some darkness in her heart, but she couldn't control it.
It was also at this time that Gu Jin finally understood that after all the experiences of her past life, all her kindness had been worn away.
The last bit of patience and kindness she had was given to the little wolf cub, the child who avenged her and buried her in the past life.
Gu Jin walked to An Mingji's side and gently embraced him from behind.
Her gentle voice sounded in the child's ear: "Little An, let go, it's not worth dirtying your hands for this thing."
The warm embrace, the familiar scent, An Mingji's mind slowly returned.
Liu Dapeng, whom he was choking, was already rolling his eyes. A little more force, and a life would have been lost.
Gu Jin's gentle voice calmed An Mingji's craziness.
His hand slowly loosened, he turned his head slowly and saw that the person holding him was Gu Jin. Tears began to fall uncontrollably from the child's eyes.
