Bai Qinghao's expression was frigid cold. Although he remained silent, his gaze raged with murderous intent. Even the temperature around him seemed to have fallen to freezing point.
The scene from earlier replayed in his mind.
"Hubby, promise me. You can't make things difficult for my brother later. Leave this matter to me." Fang Xinxin requested in his arms.
"He slandered you for having impure relations with him…"
"My brother isn't someone like that. He must have misunderstood something."
"He ought to be slaughtered a thousand times over." His tone was certain.
"I won't let him off if he intends to harm me, but I also believe he would never do that." Fang Xinxin's expression was serious. "If you really kill my brother, you'll end up damaging our relationship irreversibly."
