Ongoing
Song Xueyan bent down slightly, picked up a palm-sized river stone by the stream, held it in her hand, and looked straight into Lin Feng’s eyes.
“For this engagement, I hope you know when to back off.”
With that, Song Xueyan crushed the stone she held in her hand into powder.
She raised her hand, and the powder dispersed in the wind.
Lin Feng watched the crushed stone, he couldn’t help but swallow hard, and in a few seconds, he seemed to envision the miserable life that awaited him after marrying this girl.
“Song Xueyan, she’s definitely going to be a violent wife in the future!” Lin Feng shrank his head, muttering to himself.
Date | Translator | Release | |
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Feb 19 | Shanghai Fantasy |