Su Qing's gaze shifted from Fu Limei's face to the finger she was pointing at, where Fu Limei was wearing the ring that Su Qing recognized as her own—it was her ring.
Su Qing's expression grew dark, her aura became sinister and fierce, startling Fu Limei, who wondered how this woman could suddenly become so terrifying.
No, she was just bluffing—after all, she was the Fu Family's daughter. Would she really dare to lay a finger on her?
"Give it back to me!"
Su Qing's voice, which had once been clear and beautiful, turned menacingly cold. Fu Limei was startled, "Give what back to you?"
Her gaze went to her own finger, then she drew her hand back and covered the ring with her other hand, "This is mine, I won't give it back to you."
A flicker ran through Su Qing's eyes behind her glasses. She quickly reached forward and grabbed Fu Limei's right hand, twisting her palm upward, eliciting a cry of pain from Fu Limei.
