He would go mad, really!
Di Mingjue didn't speak, oppressed silence enveloped him, his icy glare sharply rotating, finally resting on Nangong Ran.
Stretching out his hand, he roughly grabbed Nangong Ran, full of anger, a chilled voice forced out from his thin lips, "What exactly happened?"
Nangong Ran's hand pained terribly from his grip, but she seemed to feel nothing, looking at Di Mingjue somewhat blurredly, then suddenly snapped to.
"She knows!" Nangong Ran suddenly shouted, "Lin Wan, Lin Wan knows!"
Having said this, she found Lin Wan amidst the crowd, rushed over excitedly, and fiercely shook Lin Wan, "Was it you who pushed her? Was it you?"
"Not me!" Lin Wan struggled to push Nangong Ran away, shouting in a hurry, "Are you stupid, Nangong Ran? If I had pushed her, would I be telling you?"
"Who knows if you are a thief crying 'stop the thief'?" Nangong Ran glared red-eyed at Lin Wan.
