"You…"
Qin Yimo glared at He Yilin angrily. "He Yilin, I won't let you off!"
"You won't let me off?"
He Yilin laughed out loud at her threat, "What can a cripple like you do to me?"
As she spoke, He Yilin reached out and lifted the armrest of the wheelchair.
"Ah…!"
Qin Yimo screamed and fell to the ground. Her head hit the ground and became red and swollen.
"Young Miss!"
Wu Yue shouted and quickly ran over to help Qin Yimo up.
He Yilin said sarcastically, "Aiyo, Miss Qin, what's wrong with you? You can't you even sit properly in a wheelchair?
"Why would a cripple like you come out and embarrass yourself? Isn't it good to just lie in bed?"
"If you're disabled, you have to have the mentality of a cripple!"
"It's said that muscle atrophy can kill people. How terrifying!"
"This is her retribution for seducing men. She deserves it!"
A few rich young ladies chimed in.
