Ji Yebai slowly narrowed his eyes, and a cold breath instantly filled the air.
Lu Qinghe clutched Ning Xixi's arm, seemingly intending to take her away directly. She was taller than Ji's mother, and she stood even more imposing in a pair of eight-centimeter high heels, looking down at Ji's mother from above, "I'm taking my daughter away; it's legal and reasonable!"
"Let go of me, I won't go back with you…" Ning Xixi's wrist hurt as if it was about to break, her face whitening.
This Lu Qinghe, truly hateful towards her, was exerting all her strength; Ning Xixi couldn't break free at all.
Ji's father, still wearing an apron, frowned coldly, "Miss Lu, Xixi has the right to choose where she wants to live. Don't force her against her will!"
"Hehe…" Lu Qinghe sneered contemptuously, "She's still a minor; I am her legal guardian, I have the custody rights!"
Ji's mother, furious, thought to herself, how shameless could this woman be?
