"Even if you didn't personally kill Long Xiliang, you were still involved in the mission. Didn't you see how she looked just now? She wants to kill me, kill Mou Xiao, and maybe, she wants to kill you too!"
Qinghuang asked him again, "Do you still want to marry her? Marry someone who will take your life!"
Mou Xiao, sitting in the driver's seat, stepped on the gas pedal, and the silver Mercedes drove out of the parking lot.
Feng Zheyu looked at the fireworks rising slowly outside the car window, without looking at Qinghuang, he said:
"As long as she is willing to be with me and give birth to the most powerful offspring of the Feng Family, I am willing to be killed by her for any reason."
"..." Qinghuang's throat felt as if it was stuck by a sharp fishbone, she couldn't believe Feng Zheyu would say such a thing!
The driving Mou Xiao was also shocked in his heart.
He knew Feng Zheyu did not fall in love with Lu Xiaoyou, willing to die for love.
