Zhang Juan hastily nodded, "Yes, Mr. Feng, isn't doing a parent-child DNA test the best proof? If Jingyu isn't your daughter, it can only mean that Lin Xiaozhu had her with some other man. That's not our fault, who knew if Lin Xiaozhu was a loose woman? She…"
Before Zhang Juan could finish, Feng Jinghan suddenly seized her by the throat, her face instantly turning red.
"Do not insult Xiaozhu, you don't even have the right to utter her name, who do you think you are?"
With that, Feng Jinghan squeezed harder. Zhang Juan, her throat gripped by his hand, nearly rolled her eyes up.
Su Guohua and Su Jingyu, observing Feng Jinghan's icy stare, felt a chill run through their bodies.
This man seemed even more terrifying than Zhuo Junyue.
Ouyang Hui watched as Zhang Juan began to gasp for air. Ouyang Hui sneered inwardly; anyone who dared to speak ill of Lin Xiaozhu in Feng Jinghan's presence was surely tired of living.
