"Speak up then, who's afraid?"
At this point, Nan Xi was also standing her ground firmly.
"Lu Jianshen, what gives you the right to see Fang Qinglian while I can't see other people?"
"Marriage is supposed to be about mutual management and effort. You can go back to your first love, and I must remain utterly loyal and devoted, not allowed to disobey you in the slightest, right?"
As soon as Nan Xi finished speaking and looked up, she saw Lu Jianshen's face turn livid, his body radiating a chilling aura.
His eyes were even sharper, coldly locking onto her without a trace of warmth, as if trying to see through her entirely.
Having been together so long, she had never seen him like this before.
It must be said, Nan Xi was a bit scared.
She felt like she had just plucked a hair from a tiger's head.
The air seemed to stand still.
Nan Xi took a step forward and grabbed the door handle, intending to leave.
