The room was deathly silent, the atmosphere oppressive.
Ning Xixi didn't look back as she stepped out of the Ji Family's doorway.
Lu Qinghe hooked her lips smugly, turning to leave, but Ji Yebai stepped in front of her—
"If you lay a finger on her, I will make sure the entire Lu Family goes down with her!"
That sinister gaze and daunting presence seemed to cast an invisible pressure, enveloping Lu Qinghe from above.
She awkwardly increased the distance between her and Ji Yebai, "What are you talking about? Xixi is my daughter, of course, I will treat her well."
"You better keep your word!"
Feeling a bit guilty, Lu Qinghe hurriedly left in her high heels.
Seeing Ning Xixi really leave, Miaomiao hugged Mrs. Ji's legs, crying sorrowfully, "Mom, does Sister Xixi no longer care about her brother or Miaomiao?"
Mrs. Ji suppressed the sourness in her heart and caressed her little head, "No, sister is just going home for a few days and then she will come back to our house."
