Xu Yuan raised the knife and made a cut. Mother Xu slumped behind the door.
Seeing Xu Yuan like this, she was too weak to open the door.
Xu Yuan brought her hand back and took a glance at Professor Xu.
What a loser!
She was forced to do something that could have been resolved peacefully.
Don't forget about this old woman.
The only thing left was to kill her.
"Xu Yuan, don't come near me!"
Mother Xu was so frightened that her knees went weak.
Xu Yuan was no longer her daughter. She was wearing a drug rehabilitation center's uniform stained with blood all over.
Her short hair was flying in the air in a mess, and there were a few playful freckles on her thin, yellow face.
Her lips were pale and bloodless, and there was a layer of dry and cracked skin on her lips.
That was not her daughter.
That was not her daughter.
Her daughter Xu Yuan was so adorable when she was little.
