"So? You deliberately made an unarmed girl turn against her mother, watching it all happen with open eyes. Isn't this exactly what you wanted? But you have children too. Don't you think this is very cruel?" Xia Xiaonuan asked each word slowly.
Nangong Jinlie's face was almost expressionless. It seemed that Xiaonuan's sarcastic words had no effect on his emotions.
He simply took out a pipe and placed it near his mouth for a puff.
But the pipe wasn't lit; he just took a few symbolic puffs and then set it down.
"I know you'll hate me, but to end all this, someone has to get hurt. Moreover, if you refuse to let go, this is only the beginning.
If you don't want today's scene to play out for Ling'er..."
Xia Xiaonuan felt all the blood in her body rushing to her feet.
She looked pale, her whole body cold as she stared incredulously at Nangong Jinlie.
