Hostility and Killing Intent

It was... Meng Fan! Chu Junchen's handsome face darkened in an instant, and his amorous eyes were filled with a dark light that was about to storm. A strong murderous aura covered the sky! "Why are you here?" Chu Junchen almost squeezed out a sentence from his teeth. It was so cold that it only contained hostility and killing intent. Meng Fan couldn't help but shiver. Feeling wronged, she didn't even need to put on an act. Tears began to fall from her eyes. "Ah Tang, I didn't know that you were poisoned. If I had known earlier, I would have helped you detoxify. I would never have let you suffer so much for nothing. I would rather have this poison on myself than..." Before Meng Fan could finish his words, his throat was suddenly seized by a strong force. Meng Fan's pupils constricted, and a strong sense of suffocation overwhelmed him. Chu Junchen's grip on her neck tightened bit by bit. His voice was deep and cold. "I'm asking, why are you here?" "It's, it's Jiang Cheng who called me...