Mo Xicheng felt as though his chest was being tightly squeezed.
It was so painful that it was hard to breathe.
Shi Nianyao was in such a state and yet, her first instinct had been to say she was alright so that he wouldn't be worried.
Although her life had not been in any danger this time, what about the next time?
He had tolerated Mo Zhi to no end and given in time after time to Yao Lili, just in exchange for some peace, but what was the result?
Perhaps it was true that some things were as Yao Lili said.
One had to fight for certain things in life whether one wished to or not.
Mo Zhi, who was lying on the floor, picked himself up and stared at the two of them, smirking, "Mo Xicheng, what brings you here? Let me tell you this. She is my fiancee! This woman is mine! If you're smart, step aside, otherwise both my parents and your mother will not let you off easily."