Mai Linlin was so proud that she returned to the villa humming a song. She glanced at the servant who opened the door and asked, "Where is Ayu?"

"Sir, he went out just now."

Mai Linlin looked slightly dissatisfied when she heard this, waved her hand irritably to signal her to go down, and walked upstairs on her high heels.

As she passed by the study, she thought of Feng Yu holding the urn like a treasure last night, and the flames of jealousy rose again.

She opened the study door and saw the urn placed high up. The urn shone brightly in the sunlight, which made her feel very dazzling.

She was furious, walked over quickly, hugged the urn, and cursed with a ferocious expression: "An Lan, you bitch, you are not willing to live in peace even after death! What is so good about you that Feng Yu can never forget it?"

"But, do you think I can't deal with you if you die? You are dead, but An Zhongjie is still alive! If I can't deal with you, can't I deal with An Zhongjie?"

As she spoke, she smiled ferociously and said viciously: "Do you know how I tortured An Zhongjie? I had his hands broken, and I also found a few men to take turns serving him! It's a pity that you can't hear him.

Screaming, it’s really exciting just thinking about it.”

"But in the end, all of this was caused by you! If it weren't for you, he wouldn't have to suffer such treatment! An Lan, look at the evil you have done. You hurt your family when you were alive, and you will hurt others even after you die!"

She kept chattering, but she couldn't appreciate An Lan's angry and sad look, nor could she hear her scolding and crying. This was still a fly in the ointment for her.

Especially when she thought about last night, when Feng Yu had neglected her and didn't even offer her comfort, the jealousy in her heart was about to burn her to ashes, and the initiator of all this was An Lan.

She held the urn with gritted teeth and said jealously: "You have turned into ashes, and you still want to stay with Feng Yu and irritate me? I tell you, in your dreams, I won't even let you keep your ashes!"

Mai Linlin said, slamming the urn to the ground——

There was a crisp sound, and gray-white powder scattered on the ground!

A gust of wind passed by outside the window, picking up scattered powder and hovering in the air. Mai Linlin took two steps back in disgust, fearing that the unlucky thing would stain her, but her brows were full of pride.

"An Lan, don't ever think of fighting me in this life!"

Before her proud laughter could leave her mouth, she was choked in her throat by a furious roar!

She trembled all over, turned her head to look at the person with a pale face, and met his angry and murderous eyes. She was so frightened that she could not speak.

"What are you doing?"

Feng Yu's blood-red eyes flashed with overwhelming anger, his gaze passing over her frightened face and landing on the dazzling pile of gray and white on the ground.

Snow-white porcelain pieces were mixed in, and his chest instantly felt like it had been exploded.

"An Lan!" He shouted in surprise and anger.

"Ayu, listen to me..." Mai Linlin came back to her senses and tried to explain to him with a trembling voice.

But the next second, her eyes widened in horror, and she felt her legs leave the ground, and the severe pain from her neck gave her the illusion that her neck was about to be broken.

No, this is not an illusion!
Chapter completed!