Fresh blood slowly trickled down Wu Lanqin's face, making her look like a terrifying ghost, fierce and unsettling.
"You little bastard, kill me, if you have the guts, kill me..."
At this moment, Wu Lanqin's heart was filled with regret.
If she had killed Dongfang Shu Fei earlier to eliminate future troubles, how could today's events have happened?
Unfortunately, there is no medicine for regret in this world, and there are no "what ifs," only results and consequences.
But Wu Lanqin could only blame herself for being too arrogant, thinking Dongfang Shu Fei couldn't stir up any waves. Plus, Dongfang Shu Fei could still bring benefits to the Dongfang family, so Wu Lanqin did nothing.
Now it's truly proven the saying: thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river; don't underestimate the poor youth. No one knows what a person will become in the future.
