"Insolent, do you know who you are talking to!" Nangong Wenxiang scolded harshly.
"I know exactly who I'm talking to! I'm not afraid of you, you're just a stinky old man!" Jian Yufei fearlessly continued to berate him.
Nangong Wenxiang narrowed his sharp eyes: "Get out!"
"Fine, I'll leave! But I'm warning you, you better hand over my child, otherwise don't blame me for what I might do!"
Jian Yufei stormed out angrily. After taking a few steps, she turned back—
"This, you don't deserve to eat!"
She left without looking back, carrying the cookies she had made.
She was truly furious. She had already agreed to help him fight against Nangong Xu; they were on the same side now.
Why wouldn't he tell her where the child was?
Could it be...really dead?
Jian Yufei quickly shook her head to dismiss the possibility.
No, it couldn't be. She had a premonition that her child was still alive; he definitely couldn't be dead!
