Xia Mingzheng's entire family stood there. He regretted being so rash a little. Shen Yijun was a little confused, but she wanted to know what they were talking about. Either way, it had nothing to do with her since it was not her daughter.
However, Xia Yixuan was already feeling guilty, coupled with Lu Jinrong's dark eyes—which were not much warmer than Chu Lui's—staring at her. The guilt made her want to scream out and go hysterical.
Xia Ruoxin looked at Shen Yijun, who had her head down the whole time, and then retracted her gaze.
"Mr. Xia, didn't you want an explanation? I'll give you one now." She looked down and dug her fingers into the hand again and again. It hurt, but not as much as her heart did.
"I learned from your daughter. Your daughter kept someone else locked up and starved them. She used chili to ruin their throat and used a knife to cut up their face before she broke their legs."
