Tang Yuxin chuckled dryly, "yeah," the last time Sang Zhilan pinched her, she had already thought of this very excuse. And before she could use that excuse, look, there finally came an opportunity to apply it.
"Right," she ate another bite of the fried rice, this lie coming out more naturally than ever, "I wanted to know what it feels like to have a rope around my neck, so I tried it myself."
"How was it?" Gu Ning didn't blow her cover, unexpectedly giving her quite the support.
"Not so great," Tang Yuxin touched her neck, wincing suddenly from the pain, which was definitely caused by that man's fingernails. Thankfully, she had not gotten together with Qin Ziye back then. The people of the Qin Family, truly each one more shameless and disgusting than the last.
As she poked at the rice in her bowl with her chopsticks, she failed to notice the flash of solemnity in Gu Ning's eyes.
