Annulment

"Gong Yan'en, you dare to scold me? You dare to put on airs in front of me, have you forgotten how you climbed from the bottom level all the way to your current position! "

The woman stared straight at Gong Yan'en, her bright red nails digging into her flesh, blood slowly seeping out from her tightly clenched lower lip. She had a white face, her beautiful eyebrows knitted together.

"I think I need to remind you again that you are my, Lu Zhiman's, fiancé, the future successor of the entire M Nation. Furthermore, you are the murderer of Xiao Ling.

The murderer of Xiao Ling …

hated hearing these words the most. If he did not kill Xiao Ling, and he did not personally create all of this, it was all because of the extremely abnormal woman in front of him. If she had not done all she could to interfere, how could he have been so ruthless towards his beloved woman and push her into the abyss so easily …