Fu Family Mansion:
The snowflakes were falling heavier, hinting at a transformation into a heavy goose-feather-like snowfall.
The snowflakes landed on Fu Jingshen's shoulders, adding an extra layer of solemnity to the man.
Yuan Shan's heart pounded with fear, and her complexion turned dreadfully sour.
He actually said that she... was not worthy.
All for that woman.
That little girl with yellow hair.
She was the one who gave birth to him, who had raised him, the one who gave him life.
A sneer curled the corners of Yuan Shan's lips, "Fine, since everything is out in the open, I won't avoid the topic anymore. Jingshen, it's either me or that woman, we are destined to be irreconcilable."
Fu Jingshen: "..."
Anger interwove within his heart, and Fu Jingshen narrowed his ink-black eyes, speaking sharply, "She has no grudge against you, why do you keep harming her over and over again?"
