"Otherwise, what do you think?"
Yang Fengying gave a cold glance and said irritably, "The marriage contract has both your and his blood on it, as well as Spiritual Power from Zhou Qingtian and your father."
"Even if the material for writing the marriage contract is just a plain piece of paper, once it's formed, it becomes protected by the Heaven and Earth Laws. Even if your father gave it his all, he wouldn't be able to tear it apart one bit."
"If someone betrays the vows, the marriage contract will lose the protection of the Heavenly Dao Laws and self-destruct."
"Anyway, that kid is doomed!"
In Yang Fengying's words, there was full-blown fury—after all, Qing Ning was the apple of her eye, how could she tolerate someone else's disdain?
"No... then I..."
Qing Ning suddenly panicked, "Little mom, I..."
She definitely didn't want Zhou Yuan to die, so what should she do now?
"Getting anxious now, are you? Still saying you don't like him?"