After hearing what Lu Zijia said, Zhuo Changdong showed a creepy smile. In an instant, his head was covered in blood like how he looked after he died, which was very scary.
Let alone Guo Xinru, who was already guilty in her mind, even other ordinary people couldn't help feeling afraid when they saw him.
"Bitch, you pushed me downstairs. A life for a life. I'll make you come to hell with me right now!"
Zhuo Changdong yelled with resentment and reached out his hands towards Guo Xinru, as if he really wanted her life.
"No, no, don't kill me. Don't kill me. I didn't do it on purpose. I really didn't mean to kill you."
Guo Xinru's face turned pale and she kept hiding behind Luo Ziyun in fear. Her voice was full of fear and regret.
"Cousin, you…"
Luo Ziyun widened her eyes slightly and was about to say something, but she was interrupted by what Guo Xinru said next.
