Everyone turned to look at the Old Madame's Arm. Splotches of red nail marks appeared on her skin. It looked like she had been pinched harshly.
The marks were extremely deep. If she had used more strength, the woman would've already bled.
Yao Ran's face instantly paled. "I'm sorry," she stuttered. "It's all my fault."
"It's..."
She wanted to say something else to stop them, but she stopped, and instead glanced in Yao Tang's direction. Something flashed in her eyes, before she looked down, sniffling.
"It's my fault, Grandma. I'm sorry."
Qin Man immediately stepped forward, not believing her daughter one bit. Seeing the tears streaming down her cheek, her heart twinged in pain.
Ranran always had such a kind heart. She would never do something this terrible. Someone must've set her up.
Someone must have caused Ranran to fall for her to pinch the Old Madame so unnecessarily. She pursed her lips. That someone...
