What Kind of Low Profile Is This?

The air condensed inexplicably.

Rong Linyi had no intention of letting go of Su Yanyun's hand, but the coldness around him spread.

Other than Rong Xuelong, no one at the scene could face him calmly.

Rong Xuelong's gaze fell on Rong Linyi and Su Yanyun's tightly nestled bodies.

She smiled and took a step forward.

She was over 1.7 meters tall, so she only had to raise her head slightly to get close to Rong Linyi's earlobe.

"Your baby lasted for a while, but can she last forever?" Her voice was only audible to the two of them. "You don't want what happened three years ago to happen again, right?"

Rong Linyi's lips moved and his voice was almost inaudible. "She's different."

His woman was different from any other woman he had met before.

It was different for him.

No matter what kind of person she was, no matter what she had done, she would never be wrong.

He would never allow anyone to hurt her… never…