As Little Qinghan loosened her vines, Wen Yu fell down from the sky. It made her dizzy and spit blood.
She got up quickly and glowered at Qin Chen, her eyes were filled with fury.
"Don't you forget that it was your parents who wanted to kill you, if the Qin family hadn't saved your life, you wouldn't have had a chance to live! Qin Chen, you are so ungrateful, you don't even deserve to be called human."
Feng Ruqing held Qin Chen's hand and walked up to the young man.
She stared at Wen Yu with a grim smile.
"You keep saying that Chen'er's parents wanted to kill him and that it was the Qin family that has rescued him. You want him to feel deeply grateful for it. But I'm curious to know why his mother and father were eager to kill him?"
Wen Yu's heart started pounding. "How should I know?!" She gritted her teeth.
