Su Ruowan turned around and shouted at Jing Muchen," You liar!"
Jing Muchen's hand was still on the door. He looked down at the little woman who rarely showed such intense emotions. His eyes were cold, but the corners of his mouth curled up." You don't know my phone number? But she remembered Yan Yan's phone number. As a mother, you really put in a lot of effort."
Su Ruowan glared at him fiercely, ignoring the anger in his eyes. The anger of being deceived made her speak without thinking," Yanyan is doing fine in D City, right? You liar, in order to trick me into coming here, you actually cursed your son to go missing. Are you still a man? Do you still have a conscience?"
Before she could finish, a fierce force grabbed her shoulder. The force was so strong that she instantly frowned. It hurt! His arm was about to break.
Jing Muchen's right hand pulled and flung her, throwing her frail body onto the bed.