At this moment, the courtyard of Yang's family was engulfed in intense smoke, and the air was thick with the acrid smell of charring.
The wooden fence was ablaze and leaping towards the sky, the glass producing an unsettling crackling noise as it shattered.
It had become a veritable hell on Earth.
At this rate, the Yu Family's property wouldn't fare better.
Seeing the enormous fire, Chen Lijun thought of her daughter inside. It felt like her heart was being ripped out, and she wanted to rush into the flames regardless of the danger.
But then, out of the inferno, a figure emerged.
It was Yu Jingting.
He was carrying Jiaojiao on his back, with Wang Cuihua following him, and was holding a big bundle of quilt in his arms.
Chen Lijun's blood seemed to freeze in her veins. Where was Suizi?!
"Let me go! I need to save Suizi!" Chen Lijun struggled fiercely, trying to break free from her brother's restraint.
