Bring the Money if You Want Her Alive!

"Later… I finally understood." Mo Nanfeng's gaze turned to vicious envy. "You fell in love with Li Shaoling too! How could you! Your man is supposed to be me!"

Ji Weixi struggled as hard as she could, but he was simply unaffected and would not let go.

Eventually, she simply lowered her head and chomped down on his arm. He gasped in pain and let her free, but he was also smiling sinisterly even as he looked at his arm that was bleeding profusely. "Weixi, you really don't care about me at all. Don't you know how reluctant I was to hurt you?"

Ji Weixi spat a mouthful of blood on the ground and wiped off the remaining bloodstains on her mouth. "Why don't you die, scumbag and failure!" She sneered. "You really change my opinion of you, Mo Nanfeng."

She never thought that he could be reduced to such a wretch, despite being so gentlemanly and well-spoken once before.