Bei Qingqing was so angry that her whole body was trembling. She looked coldly at Sun Hongmei and Bei Yunsong, trying her best to remain calm, and said, "I'll say it again. I didn't mean to hurt her at all."
"If you hate us, you can come at us. We're already so old. It's fine if we don't want our lives. I only beg you to let Bei Bei off!" Sun Hongmei said with tears in her eyes.
When the onlookers saw Sun Hongmei like this, they were all moved. More and more people criticized Bei Qingqing.
"She can actually do such a thing to his own sister. She really has a wicked heart."
"What if she is innocent?"
"This knife has already stabbed her sister's stomach. How can she be innocent?"
Bei Yunsong walked over. He looked at Bei Qingqing with a livid face and then raised his hand high.
