Li Qingai glared at Han Jie, she glared firmly at him, "You wouldn't dare! Because, even if you strangle me to death, Han Xiuche would never come back to life."
Since Li Qingai was running away, she was definitely prepared for the consequences of being caught. So, being locked up was expected.
"There's nothing I wouldn't do!" Han Jie strengthened his grip. Whenever he looked at Li Qingai, he would immediately think about Han Xiuche's blood-covered body kneeling on the floor.
However, at this time, Father Han found a golf club in the house and aimed it directly at Li Qingai's leg.
When he heard Li Qingai cry pitifully, Han Jie immediately let go and Li Qingai fell to the ground, twitching in pain.
"Even if he wouldn't dare. I dare..."
"Father..."
