"Uncle, please be generous," Huo Kewei couldn't help but feel sympathy for Fu Xinwu.
"Oh! Alright then!" Huo Beijiang still gave a lot of face to his nephew.
Jing Tong, who was lying on the ground, had swollen eyes and could hardly see clearly, but she still stared daggers at Jiang Nanfei.
The person she hated the most was Jiang Nanfei.
If it weren't for her, she wouldn't have been dealt with by He Rongxi, nor would she have lost everything she had worked for decades to achieve. Without her interference, she and Jinlan wouldn't have become enemies, nor would she have been betrayed by her own daughter.
She had barely crawled out of Hell and was on the verge of success, yet this bitch had come out to ruin it all again.
It was all her, damn Jiang Nanfei.
This bitch, she would not let her go, even if she became a ghost.
