Jiang Yang couldn't help but shudder, his entire body's hair standing on end.
Jiang Zhuanzhuan ruthlessly pushed him into the river, watching him struggle in the water. Yet, even as he couldn't even cry for help, her face wore a smile she had never shown before.
Looking back now, Jiang Yang realized that Jiang Zhuanzhuan had wanted to kill him all along. It was just that she had never found the right moment before. She had always fantasized about killing him on his big sister's wedding day, thinking it would be interesting and memorable.
For some reason, Jiang Yang felt an overwhelming sense of suffocation in his heart. It wasn't because he might be killed, but because if he really died on Sister Nan Fei's wedding day, would Sister Nan Fei be deeply saddened?
