"You should just go die… Even if I'm dead, I will still not let you off."
Qiao Jingyun's beautiful face contorted with jealousy.
This woman stole my everything.
Everything. Everything that I cherish.
Go to hell, Pei Ge!
She moved her fingers. At the last second, before she pressed on the trigger, she heard—
"You dare?! If you dare to touch her, I will let your daughter join her!"
Fu Mingxuan's cultured and masculine voice was frantic.
He stared right at the woman as his hands tightly pinched his daughter's frail neck, as though they were claws of an eagle.
"Waahhh! Mommy…"
Alarmed by the man's words, her hand holding the gun shook. This was especially so when she heard her daughter's weak cry.
She had no more time to care about her adversary. When she looked below, she saw the man clutching the neck of the daughter she cherished.
"You dare?! That's our daughter!"
