Just now, she was immersed in her own world, determined to kill this man, and no one could stop her.
But only Xia Yumo, when she grabbed her hand and told her to calm down, all her emotions were soothed.
"Xuxu, calm down."
Xia Yumo tightly held Qiaoxu's hand, looking at her gently. Just now, she had also noticed something was wrong with Qiaoxu.
Qiaoxu looked down at the man beneath her feet with fear in the bottom of his eyes, and after a moment, slowly withdrew her foot.
The man was almost half-crippled by Qiaoxu, but after a close shave with death, he still didn't learn his lesson and even threatened:
"You just wait, I won't let this go easily, don't think that just because you're rich you can be above the law, I'm going to make sure you go to prison!"
Qiaoxu's gaze shot sharply at him, but before she had time to speak, the man's collar was yanked back from behind.
The collar cut into his neck, making it hard for him to breathe once again.
