Tong Songbai closed the door with a backhand motion, and Tong Songlin hurriedly retreated step by step, "Linlin, it's me who wants to ask you, what are you planning to do? You've told Ji Yang and Xi Yao that Ji Niandong is your daughter, what's your next step?"
Only then did Tong Songlin breathe a sigh of relief, almost imperceptibly, and then her face turned cold and indifferent, "What do you think I want to do? Just because you took her away, you think I can't do anything? Or do you want... to destroy her?"
"How could I?" Tong Songbai squinted at Tong Songlin, "What kind of meaning does her name hold? How could I ruin her? Don't you even understand that?"
Tong Songlin's face lost color, completely devoid of that touch of graceful indifference. She stepped back again and then reached out and grabbed the ashtray on the table, hurling it towards Tong Songbai.
