At the moment when the hostility in the Song family's eyes was palpable, Song Yunuan yanked Lin Qing toward her, and just as Azhong was about to step forward to intervene, Old Man Song and a few others surged up and blocked Azhong's path.
Old Mrs. Song said coldly, "It's just two young ladies talking, what are you, a grown man, meddling for?"
Azhong also stopped in his tracks.
An odd feeling settled in the pit of his stomach.
Why did it feel like a chill was running down his spine?
Song Yunuan and Lin Qing stood very close, their gazes locked. The chill in Song Yunuan's eyes made Lin Qing's heart skip a beat.
Just as she was about to struggle, she heard Song Yunuan say, "My grandparents are bent on suing, so the best way to stop them from going to Beidu is to forever shut them up. Lin Qing, this would be the third life taken."
