Song Yoyo's eyes were filled with fear. She glanced at the two unconscious kidnappers. "Do you have any proof?" she asked.
"Won't we have proof when these two kidnappers wake up?" Song Jiaren mocked. "You're getting more and more stupid."
"Song Jiaren! So what if I incited them? No one was going to save me, and no one was even going to call the police for me. Am I supposed to wait for death here? I've been played like a prostitute by them these past few days. Why should I suffer these things?!" Song Youyou roared. The inhuman treatment she had received over the past few days had made her break down.
Song Jiaren leaned close to her ear and sneered. "You deserve it! This is what you deserve!"
When Ye Zhentian heard Song Yoyo's words, he strode over and slapped her hard. He said angrily, "Meiyu has raised you for more than ten years, you ingrate!"
