With that glance, Song Yunchi even doubted if she had focused; it was just a fleeting look.
Burning with anger.
Her perfunctory glance undoubtedly added fuel to the fire.
Song Yunchi repeatedly cautioned himself not to get angry, not to lose his temper at her.
But her words and actions all conveyed that she feared him, wanting to escape from him!
"Lu Meng." The two words squeezed out from between his teeth.
Each syllable was pronounced with extreme emphasis.
It carried a gnashing malice, as if he wanted to tear her into pieces.
Lu Meng was anxious, not knowing what she had done wrong again to displease him.
She had already restrained her temper a lot, not daring to show even the slightest bit of anger in front of him.
What else did he want?
Why couldn't he just let her go?
She just wanted Jingxing; was that so unforgivable?
Perhaps disturbed by the noise, little Jingxing rubbed his eyes with his hands, his small mouth pouting.
