"Jingyi would never kill anyone!" Feng Siling was utterly convinced, insisting the witch was framing him.
Mu Anhan sneered coldly, "Do you not even believe your father's words?"
Feng Siling glared at her unwillingly, "My father was deceived by the witch too! There's absolutely no such thing as a female ghost. There's no way ghosts exist in this world!"
"Then why didn't you step forward and expose the witch just now?" Mu Anhan retorted.
"I..." Feng Siling was frightened out of her wits and didn't dare move.
"Miss Feng, look out for yourself. My patience is limited," Mu Anhan said as she rested her little head on Gu Xiaozhan's shoulder.
"Seventh Uncle, see how she's threatening me?" Feng Siling looked at Gu Xiaozhan, who had remained sternly silent.
Gu Xiaozhan smirked, "What makes you think you're important enough for her to threaten you? If you want to be the fiancée of a murderer, go ahead! Why speak of these things in front of us?"
