"Ah..."
Ning Xia cried out in pain, terrified and trying to pry away the hand that was strangling her neck so tightly at this moment.
Pain!
So painful!
At this moment, Li Tingyan seemed like an Evil God crawling out of hell, with a look on his face that was eager to strangle her to death.
Too terrifying...
This man... is really too terrifying!
Ning Xia was completely frightened, unable to stop begging for mercy, "Li, Li Tingyan, let go, let me go..."
"Can't take it anymore?" Li Tingyan sneered coldly, his voice chilling to the bone, "When you tormented my wife and poured cold water on her, why didn't you think of sparing her?"
As he spoke, Li Tingyan's grip tightened even more, and Ning Xia's face instantly turned pale.
"Mm..."
Ning Xia painfully tilted her head, the aura of death approaching, she finally felt fear, reached out to grab the hand around her neck, and made a difficult plea, "No...don't...I know I was wrong..."
