Fu Jing Rong stared at her.
That was all it took.
One glance.
And Chen Li went dead silent.
His glare wasn't human.
It was the glare of a tiger sizing up its prey.
Hua Ming Rong, meanwhile, looked like he might faint. His mouth opened, then closed, then opened again.
He stammered, barely holding himself together.
"M–Mr. Fu… I… I think there must be some sort of mix-up. My daughter… she doesn't have Hua Jing. You must be mistaken… completely mistaken…"
Shameless.
He was shamelessly trying to defend his daughter without even asking why Fu Jing Rong had stormed into their home to demand for Hua Jing.
He didn't ask what had happened.
He didn't even care.
And that made one thing very clear—he had never cared for Hua Jing at all!!!
Meanwhile, Hua Ling was trembling.
Her face had gone pale. Lips bloodless.
She had not expected this.
Not at all.
He had come… for Hua Jing?!
Why?! How could this be?!
They were mortal enemies!!!
