Her smile was such a sorrowful one.
She looked at the people who surrounded her and walked up to the one who had been demanding the return of her son. She suddenly extended her hand and held out a fruit knife to the woman, saying, "You want me to return your son's life? Sure, here's your chance now. Kill me and avenge your son!"
She looked determined as she said these words. The woman, who had made the most noise, was immediately stunned.
She lowered her gaze and stared at the knife in Qiao Lian's hand.
She bit her lip. Qiao Lian reached for her hand, placed the fruit knife in it and, thrusting it at her own chest, she said, "Kill me. In the presence of these people, I'm announcing that if you kill me, you won't be made responsible legally. Is that alright?"
Her stern words and actions frightened the woman, who then took a step back with a cry, "Ahhh!"
The fruit knife fell on the ground with a dull clack.
The woman fell silent.
