The Smell Of Trash Is Making Me Sick

As Feng Jing looked at Mother Li's expression, her lips secretly curved upwards. She believed that no parent would knowingly push their child into a fire pit.

Now that they knew how Lin Qian was really like, would they still allow their son to marry her?

As she looked at Lin Qian's tormented expression, Feng Jing felt a sense of success. She wanted to tell her that this was the result of not listening to her mother; that she was about to lose everything.

Meanwhile, the Li Family stared at Feng Jing without a word. Feng Jing simply thought that they were so angry that they were rendered speechless.

And, she was right, they were angry. But, the reason for their anger was very different to what Feng Jing thought.

"Qian Qian, now that things have gotten to this point, I think you should come home with me," Feng Jing said as she stood up. However, Mother Li pressed down on Lin Qian's thighs to keep her seated and glared coldly at Feng Jing.