But now, she was suddenly mentioned by a madwoman.
The madwoman gripped her throat, screaming and roaring crazily.
The madwoman's eyes were blood-red, tears streaming down her face like rain.
The madwoman's hands were desperately squeezing her throat, making her breathing increasingly difficult.
She grabbed the madwoman's hand, struggling fiercely: "Let me go... let me go... you got the wrong person..."
"No... no..." The madwoman kept applying pressure, her eyes fixed on her with crazed and desperate hatred: "You killed my daughter! You should die... die!"
Ruan Feifei's vision was going black.
Her breathing became increasingly difficult, her face turning blue and purple, the feeling of impending death growing stronger.
She was about to die.
This thought suddenly rushed into her mind.
She struggled more violently.
No.
She didn't want to die.
She had painstakingly changed her fate and was living a normal life.
