No one answered her anymore, the only response she received was a slap from the man in front of her.
The greater the anger in his heart, the stronger the force in his hand!
Hu Xiaoyan's entire body twisted to one side, and something bloody and bitter immediately flowed from her mouth.
Hmph!
She felt it, let out a cold laugh, and then sat there without speaking, her expression as empty and lifeless as a dead plant.
Lin Yebai was stunned for a moment, looking at her face, which had quickly swollen where he had slapped it, and those eyes, which had turned completely gloomy in an instant, his fingers froze there.
He was really angry. From the moment he learned who she was and her purpose, it felt like his chest was about to explode.
Hu Zhiming, the name he mentioned to that girl just two days ago, he never thought that the mother and son he once felt pity and guilt toward would one day appear before him.
