Seeing that Feng Chengxi's expression was not very good, Anning started to sob with a whimper.
As she wept, she thought, watch me disgust you so much that you'll regret ever having disgusted me.
Men like Feng Chengxi were the type Anning despised the most.
You want to seize the world, why don't you do it yourself instead of involving an innocent girl to take the fallout?
His fake affection and deceit have led a good girl to die without a place for her corpse. Even if he successfully seizes power, what then? Is he not afraid of having nightmares at night?
Men like Feng Chengxi are more detestable than those scumbags who deceive for money and sex.
Seeing Anning weeping this way, Feng Chengxi was truly both furious and anxious.
After crying for a while, Anning lifted her head, looking at Feng Chengxi with slightly reddened eyes: "Cousin, will you be happy if we can continue to see each other often in the future?"
Feng Chengxi felt like spitting blood.
