After sending the text message, Ye Wanwan left the love letter in its place and seized every second to study.
But at this very moment in Jin garden, everything was being turned upside down in chaos.
The man on the sofa became crazy and reckless, his black pupils dark like the winter night. His fingers were dripping blood from smashing the cup and the coffee table was overturned on the floor. There was a strong oppressive atmosphere raging throughout the big room.
All the servants in the house were shaking in fear and hiding in a corner, none of them even dared to breathe.
Xu Yi's back was drenched in sweat. He straightened his back and stood next to the man. He eyed the broken phone on the floor, face full of despair.
It was a good quality phone and even with the screen cracked, it clearly showed an image of a love letter.
Damn, I knew this would happen!
