Upon hearing Qi Xiaoqi’s words, Cheng Su felt all the hairs on her body stand on end. She immediately pulled him behind her, her eyes sharp like an eagle’s, scanning the surroundings warily, trying to spot any lurking demons and monsters.
Who, who was staring at them?
Who could it be?
She looked for a while but didn’t see anyone suspicious, and said, "Let’s go upstairs."
Without further thought, she grabbed Qi Xiaoqi and quickly headed upstairs, not daring to linger here.
If anything were amiss, she, a weak woman with a child in tow, would be no match.
Qi Xiaoqi didn’t try to play the hero either. No matter how strong or alert he was, he was just a two-year-old child, incapable of defending himself.
After they disappeared into the stairwell, a slim figure emerged from the shadows in the opposite alley, looking at the building with a sinister smile on their lips.
Hehe, found you!
So they came here to live the good life!
The figure was dressed entirely in black, wearing a black pullover T-shirt that blended seamlessly with the night, adding an air of mystery, like a ghost.
As she looked up at the building across the street, the orange light illuminated her face, revealing a distinct scar. Who else could it be but Chiang Qing?
Bi Xiaojin said she couldn’t touch the Shen Family, nor could she touch Ning Ge, so she would just deal with the easiest target.
After all, all her tragedies were caused by Cheng Su and Qi Taiguo. Now she’s miserable, yet they live happily as a family of three. How can this be?
This can’t be right!
This can’t happen.
Even in death, she would drag them down with her. Hell is lively with company!
Chiang Qing smirked, her gaze mad.



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