Without a doubt, Xu Qingya has precisely hit Cheng Qi's sore spot.
She knows Cheng Qi too well, understands what he fears and dreads most in his heart.
Cheng Qi fears being trampled underfoot more than anything else.
He has grown old; relentless time has ravaged his once robust body. But Ruan Fengmian is in his prime. He can't manipulate Ruan Fengmian's life or death as he did twenty years ago. And Ruan Fengmian is no longer defenseless like he was twenty years ago; his son and daughter possess great strength, capable of opposing the Cheng family.
As he thought of the power of Ruan Qi and Ruan Munan, Cheng Qi's expression gradually grew colder.
Narrowing his eyes menacingly, he asked Xu Qingya, "What do you plan to do?"
Xu Qingya silently chuckled to herself.
Indeed, when his interests are at stake, Cheng Qi can abandon anyone.
Xu Qingya curled her lips expressionlessly and said in a low voice, "Do you know what happened to Ruan Qi recently?"
