Chapter 900

g me I tell you..."Before Li Yue'e could finish her words, Xu Aiqin suddenly grabbed the old woman's hair, her face contorted with rage. "You old hag, you think you're someone important because I usua...oo great. Especially with Song Junlin dead, no one could hold back from such a huge "cake"..."Even if she dies, it's because of you! The blame isn't on us! You brought her here." Feng Chunhua snatched...