Jiang Li went up and put away the pieces on the ground, but she still said, "What? If I don't say anything, will your hand already be in the wrong place?"
As Jiang Li said this, Chu Chu avoided her eyes. She looked at Fu Jiuxiao and waved her hand. "No, Mr. Fu, I didn't. I really didn't."
Fu Jiuxiao did not even give Chu Chu an extra look. He just looked at Jiang Li.
His Ah Li was so cute even when she was jealous.
Holding the broken pieces of the porcelain plate in her hand, Jiang Li closed in on Chu Chu step by step.
Chu Chu wanted to run away, but she could not control her legs and fell to the ground with a thud.
Jiang Li held Chu Chu's hand and raised it in front of her. Looking at the hand that was about to touch Fu Jiuxiao, Jiang Li's eyes darkened. The porcelain plate in her hand kept closing in on Chu Chu. "What do you think will happen to your hand if I cut it?"
