Bai Shuilian knew she couldn't escape death, yet she never expected to die at the hands of Song Zhiqing, the man she once loved dearly.
As her neck was gripped by a large hand and her breathing became labored, Bai Shuilian couldn't help but panic, accompanied by a wave of unwillingness, she began to struggle.
She was unwilling.
She struggled; Song Zhiqing tightened his grip, one hand not being enough, he used both.
"You... cough. Xiao Wu, Yi'er..."
She shouldn't have mentioned them; as soon as she did, Song Zhiqing's anger intensified, he shouted, "Don't mention them, you don't deserve to. You never truly cared for these children or treated them as your own; otherwise, you wouldn't have used them to stir trouble, resulting in Yi'er becoming a fool. You vile woman, you're so cruel, you deserve to die."
Bai Shuilian grasped his hands, her eyes growing wider and her legs gradually leaving the ground.
