"Dong Dabao, may you never rest in peace!"
"Phoenix Blood, it was clearly mine, mine!"
"You just got lucky, you just picked up a bargain; you exploited my vulnerability!"
"Ah—!"
Her mind was increasingly in disarray, blood spurted continuously from her mouth, and she even felt that she might be close to death.
"I'll ask one more time, Liang Shujun, where is he? He suffered a head injury and fell unconscious, but he hasn't woken up. Did you abandon him, or did you deliberately hide him away? This kind of lie is full of holes, do you think I'm an idiot? Do you really think I'd fall for that!?"
She was about to go mad with rage. Just thinking about what Shujun had endured made it impossible for her to remain calm.
She grabbed He Su's hair and hoisted her face to face with her own, only to see He Su's face filled with shock.
It was at that moment someone seized her arm: "Baobao—!"
