The sun was just right, but the temperature around them somehow dropped several degrees.
Ji Mingqian and Jiang Yisheng also felt the chill and looked at each other in confusion.
They were either clueless or puzzled.
What was happening here?
Ye Jiuliang's narrow eyes narrowed, and malice surged as the knuckles holding her phone turned white.
"Xiang Zhen, you better repeat what you just said to me."
Throwing her mother's spirit tablet, she really had to see from whom Xiang Zhen had borrowed the gall.
After waiting for two days and with Ye Lei still not awakening, Xiang Zhen's sanity was on the verge of collapse, and she screamed hysterically, "Ye Jiuliang, my son hasn't woken up until now. You've hurt him like that, if you don't come back and give me an explanation, then I'll create havoc in front of your mother's tombstone, I want her to know what kind of ruthless and vicious daughter she birthed."
