Aunt Cui fell to the ground, her body tense like a drawn bow. She turned her head to look at Li Fengnian and He Lingling; he had actually pushed her so forcefully, so ruthlessly. Heartache—it hurt so vividly, so piercingly, so intensely.
Yet she was not afraid. There was no trace of fear on her face: "You actually hit me? For her…"
It was something she could not accept. She had done so much for him, yet she couldn't compare to a little vixen who had just come into his life.
Li Fengnian looked at Aunt Cui with eyes devoid of any softness, so indifferent, so cold and hard: "No one can lay a hand on her."
Aunt Cui's body was trembling, whether from anger or fear, she did not know.
"From today onwards, disappear from my sight." Li Fengnian meant that he no longer wanted to see her; she shouldn't return to the island and should go live her own life.
