Luo Xiaoqian could feel the intense hatred in the man's voice.
"What grudge do we have between us that you must treat me this way?" she gritted her teeth and demanded.
"There's no grudge between us, but your father and I have one."
Father?!
Luo Xiaoqian was shocked. "Who are you, exactly?"
"You want the truth, fine, I'll tell you. I am someone whose family was destroyed and lives ruined because of you!" The man sneered. "Luo Xiaoqian, I give you one week. If you haven't left Leng Zimo by then, then wait for the world's media to interview you. For a man to kill for the woman he loves, what a grand love story. To watch a man who loves you so much destroy himself, can you really bear it, ha..."
Slam!
The man hung up the phone with a heavy thud.
Listening to the tone of the disconnected line, Luo Xiaoqian felt completely drained, collapsing weakly into the chair.
