"Xing Zhengtai, how could you possibly know whether I gave Wang Xiaoqiang that thing better than I do myself? I can guarantee with my own integrity that I have never given any man that thing..." Ling Xuefei said with a resolute face. She understood clearly now that this was the second chance to pick sides. If she did well, she believed that Wang Xiaoqiang would spare her and her family.
"Ling Xuefei, you, you wretched woman, you, you won't die a good death," Xing Zhengtai cursed at Ling Xuefei.
"Xing Zhengtai, who lives and who dies? Can't you see..." Ling Xuefei said, "In my opinion, you should kneel down and apologize to Mr. Wang, beg for him to spare your life..."
"I, I haven't done anything major wrong, who dares to kill me." Xing Zhengtai was still delusional, thinking, even if today's fault was judged as his, it was not a big mistake, it was just gathering idlers to fight.
