Su Qingtian raised her head, "You also hate Tong Ran?"
"Hate is an understatement," the man's face was sullen, "I never for a second stopped thinking about killing her. I feel that killing her would be too easy; she should suffer a fate worse than death. Unfortunately, I can't touch her. Mo Nanjue protects her too well. During those four years, Mo Beiyan also protected her, and usually, Luo Xiao secretly followed to guard her. I couldn't find an opening at all."
Su Qingtian found it hard to understand, "Why do you hate her?"
