Chapter 628 Almost Strangled Her_1

Wei Anjing's dilated pupils reflected the sudden ferocity and murderous intent in the man's eyes, and she was nearly scared out of her wits. Leng Youchen had gone mad—he was going to kill her!

Her sharp nails dug deep into his flesh, scratching bloody trails along his wrist. Wei Anjing felt an overwhelming sense of suffocation, panic-stricken to her core. She didn't want to die; who would save her?

"Help, somebody save me..."

The hand around her neck kept squeezing until Wei Anjing's eyes rolled back, white as a dead fish, before finally, the grip on her neck vanished. She fell back onto the bed limply, clutching her throat and coughing desperately.

She coughed until tears and snot streamed unchecked down her face, the entire person shivering uncontrollably in extreme fright. She had almost been killed by that madman.

Leng Youchen, disgusted, flung her aside, not deigning to spare her another glance, and strode away.