Xi Yin's lips were trembling, "..."
Her whole body began to shake as well; having not seen Gu Xiao for several days, at this moment, she completely believed Xi Pinglian.
If something had happened to her son, she wouldn't want to live either. The maternal love hidden deep within her erupted, and she suddenly stood up, charged forward, and grabbed Xi Pinglian by the neck with both hands, squeezing with all her might, wishing she could just strangle her to death right there!!
But her strength was too weak.
To Xi Pinglian, tossing her aside was effortless.
Looking at Xi Yin sprawled across the sofa, Xi Pinglian sneered coldly and muttered under her breath, "Ungrateful wretch!"
Then, he clapped his hands.
A tall man who had accompanied him walked in, holding a syringe, and handed it to Xi Pinglian.
With a sinister smile on his face, Xi Pinglian took the syringe, waved his hand, and then turned to look at Xi Yin, whose face was deathly pale.
