Looking Qin Cuifen up and down as she spoke: the bloated figure, the waist as thick as a water barrel, and the chest exposed from dragging.
She looked worse than the streetwalkers outside.
"Wuu wuu wuu..." Qin Cuifen's mouth hurt too much to speak, only able to cast a venomous look at Feng Zhenzhen, eyes full of curses.
"Dig out her eyes for me!" Feng Zhenzhen said viciously.
Feng Jianxi, who had been standing aside indifferently, had a sinister calculation flashing in his eyes, and at this moment put on the face of a good brother to stop her: "Zhenzhen, you can't do this, if Grandfather finds out, he won't be pleased."
This sentence reminded Feng Zhenzhen; Grandfather indeed dislikes it when juniors employ excessively ruthless means. Digging out a living person's eyes, if it spreads out, her reputation would be completely ruined.
But letting Qin Cuifen off so easily, she couldn't swallow that anger.
