Di Tianxing said coldly, "But what?"
Feng Jianing said, "It's just that she might not be the daughter of the Prime Minister and Aunt Feng Yiru."
Di Tianxing's expression froze. His face was indescribably black, but his face quickly turned pale again. The two colors quickly changed, making Feng Jianing stunned.
The next second, Feng Jianing felt that she couldn't breathe because she was lifted up by Di Tianxing with one hand. Feng Jianing patted Di Tianxing's arm with both hands. The gaze she used to look at Di Tianxing was also filled with fear and despair. She could feel from Di Tianxing that this temperamental man would really kill her.
