Jian Yufei screamed in anger.
Nangong Xu's aura turned cold—
Jian Yufei continued to shout fearlessly.
"She is already resting here, why can't you let her go even in death?! You took her away, where will we find her now?! Nangong Xu, don't go too far, that's my mother, she isn't yours, you are not allowed to touch her!"
Nangong Xu suddenly rushed forward, fingers clutching her neck.
His eyes were sinister, a twisted smile on his lips: "She is mine alone!"
Jian Yufei pounded his body with her fists and kicked with her feet—
"Bastard, let me go, let me go!"
Her throat hurt so much, tears welled up in Jian Yufei's eyes.
Nangong Xu applied pressure with his fingers: "Listen, she is mine alone! Even in death, she can only be mine!"
Jian Yufei glared at him with resentment.
She could only feel how terrifying this man was.
Luckily, her mother had already left him, luckily her mother didn't love him.
