She averted her gaze, "It has nothing to do with you."
"Bai Qingzhu, listen to me. Now that you're my woman, I won't allow you to have another man in your heart. If you dare to have one, I'll make sure he will be unable to call for help from heaven or earth," he snarled ominously.
The sudden murderous aura emanating from his body intimidated her nonetheless.
This man, who usually seemed carefree and relentlessly pursued her with tenacity, became truly fearsome when he got ruthless.
He was too dangerous.
By the time she got home, she was still haunted by the memory of his expression, everything about him.
"Mommy!"
The voice of Bai Yumiao caught her attention, and she looked down at her.
"What's wrong, baby?"
"Ever since you came back, you've seemed different. Did something happen to you? You can tell me; I'll protect you."
Bai Qingzhu never found it funny when her child uttered those words; instead, she found them heartwarming. She embraced her and said softly,
