"If you dare to have designs on my son, I'll make you wish you were dead!" In the corner, Ren Wanyun roared. For some reason, her voice was extremely rough. The pair of eyes that had been staring at the ceiling since Shen Miao entered the room had been locked on Shen Miao at some point, and the fierce light emitted from them was like that of a vicious wolf.
"Why would I have designs on Seventh Brother?" Shen Miao smiled. "Second Aunt, if you don't believe me, I can swear that if I have designs on Seventh Brother, I'll be struck by lightning and die a horrible death."
As soon as she finished speaking, the few people in the room looked a little surprised. Jingzhe, who had been silent all this time, was a little anxious. How could Shen Miao make such a heavy oath? They had always taken oaths very seriously. Shen Miao said it so calmly that Jinzhe did not even have a chance to stop her.
