Lin Banxia stared at the chair Lu Huan Ning had grabbed, her nerves instantly tense. Based on her understanding of Lu Huan Ning, this woman could be as ruthless and fierce as any shrew.
But fortunately, she had prepared herself before coming to meet her.
"Lu Huan Ning, what do you think you're doing?" Lin Banxia feigned panic, clutching her bag tightly to shield her stomach, her voice trembling as she questioned her.
"Lin Banxia, you've ruined me, do you know that? I could've been Huo Qinglin's wife, but it was all because of you. You kept blocking my path, and now, you've cut off every escape route. I hate you, I hate you to the core!" Lu Huan Ning shouted, then suddenly lifted the chair and smashed it toward Lin Banxia.
Lin Banxia had been on guard and dodged to the side.
"Dodging won't help you—I'm making sure you'll never become the Huo Family's young mistress today!"
