Her words made Yuan Sichun's face darken.
She glared at Ji Fengmian with a faint smile. The muscles on her calm face twitched non-stop.
Ji Fengmian had already picked up the bread and started eating elegantly.
Yuan Sichun's hands moved. For a moment, she really wanted to hit the bread and water in Ji Fengmian's hands to the ground.
But she endured it.
His heavy breathing made a sound.
"It seems like you don't know where you are and what kind of situation you're in! Aren't you afraid that you're still dreaming? Do you want to see how I die?!"
Yuan Sichun's anger was on the verge of erupting. Her breathing was heavy and her words were sharp and crazy.
"I'm afraid you won't be able to see the scene you want to see for the rest of your life. Believe me, the last thing you will see before you die is how your daughter died in front of you!"