"Mom... I'm sorry, I may not be able to safeguard your wish, I'm sorry..." Yan Luoxi murmured uneasily. She couldn't let the murderer continue to roam free, or else they might endanger Xiaoling's life.
That was the child her mother protected with her life and reputation. If anything happened to him, how could she face her mother in the afterlife when she dies one day?
Li Yeqi's eyes dimmed slightly. He raised his hand, reaching out to gently brush her messy hair behind her ear, his fingertips longing for her skin as smooth as jade.
But his hand paused in mid-air, not falling back onto her face. He was afraid he would be greedy. After a moment, he withdrew his hand, clenching it into a fist at his side.
Previously, he never understood her pain, but now he finally understood. He couldn't continue watching her suffer. She wanted revenge, and he wouldn't stand idly by.
Because this vendetta should be avenged by him personally.
