He is simply shameless!
Xu Haohao trembled with anger, her bloodshot eyes staring straight at Feng Huaimu's injured arm, a cold smile on her lips continually saying, "Deserved it!"
Xu Haohao cursed venomously, "It's really a pity that it didn't hit your heart. Even if you die, it's what you deserve!"
Xu Haohao felt incredibly tense inside, every hair on her body standing up.
She had broken up with Feng Huaimu years ago, yet this damn man would still often call her, though she directly hung up on him.
He... he was a murderer, his hands stained with blood, and it was the blood of her childhood friend's!
In the dead of night, she always dreamed of Su Li, her eyes full of blood, crouching in a corner crying, continuously asking her why she would be with the bad guy who killed her.
Xu Haohao couldn't figure out Feng Huaimu's intent this time.
Late at night, he broke into her home like an intruder, carrying a weapon.
