"Don't you know what you've done yourself?" Nan Mufeng glared at Jian Xi with a chilling intensity.
If looks could kill, Jian Xi believed she'd already be dead without a trace.
Sudden, sharp pain in her heart. Because of his suspicion.
Jian Xi's face was full of anger.
How dare he doubt her?!
He was the one who said she was his wife, Little Pumpkin's mommy. What kind of mother would hurt her own child?
But in the eyes of Nan Mufeng and others, she was just annoyed and embarrassed, confirming that she was the one who took Little Pumpkin.
"Return my child to me, and I won't hold it against you," Nan Mufeng said. For the sake of his son, he was willing to endure anything!
"It's not me." Jian Xi took a deep breath, "Nan Mufeng, if you still have a brain, stop entangling with me and hurry up to find Little Pumpkin!"
