Li Zhiwei grabbed her purse. She didn't want to talk to Ye Linlang anymore.
If she kept talking, she was going to literally rip Ye Linlang's hypocritical face off.
"Ye Linlang, that's not even your real face. Don't you think it's strange that Brother Xuning wasn't bothered with the face you have right now? Do you think he'd be willing to love you even with a different face?"
Ye Linlang grabbed Li Zhiwei's hand and put it on her face.
"Do you feel it? There is a steel needle here."
"A scalpel has been used here... and here..."
Ye Linlang's expression was exceptionally calm as she spoke.
She was so calm that it terrified Li Zhiwei.
She let go of her hand and looked at Ye Linlang with crazed eyes.
This woman was really a lunatic, a psycho.
Ye Linlang asked softly, "Are you scared?"
Was she scared?
Was she guilty?
"Ye Linlang, you're insane."
