Golden September and silver October, the fragrance of osmanthus fills the air.
The breeze outside the window silently brought in the scent of osmanthus, and it took away the nauseating mustiness inside.
Just now, Mu Suyu had the waiter loosen his grip on the quilt that was restraining her son, worried they might hurt him.
Lu Xining hurriedly shouted, "Quick! Save him!"
In the blink of an eye.
Jing Yu, now with his hands free again, with a fierce look, tightly choked the girl's neck. Veins bulged on her neck, her eyes rolled back, and her whole body convulsed non-stop.
When everyone heard Lu Xining's voice and looked over, they realized something was wrong.
The girl's eyes bulged, and she struggled to breathe, she was being choked to death!
And yet, Mu Suyu was still blocking everyone's view with her body, trying to cover for her son.
In her eyes, the girl dying was better for washing her son's reputation.
He Jinseng said, "Pull them apart completely!"