Zhao Xuan's hand stiffened in the air. Hearing An Chong's words was like lighting a firecracker, "That's right, I did want to kill her, so what? Didn't she just try to kill me too? You took the knife for her, but what about me? You just ignored me, indifferent to whether I live or die. An Chong, we've been husband and wife for so many years, I even bore you two children, how can you be so heartless and cruel to me?"
Saying this, her eyes gradually reddened.
"Zhao Xuan, you mad woman," Zhou Qi grabbed her and delivered a slap without warning, sending Zhao Xuan sprawling to the side.
"Mom!" An Yu exclaimed in shock.
Zhao Xuan steadied herself on the table, the burning pain on her face a reminder of what had just happened. She clutched her face and looked at Zhou Qi with a sinister gleam in her eyes, "You dare to hit me?"
