Xiao Yu was taken aback for a moment, then her face became calm and showed no signs of disturbance; she was actually a bit frightening like this――she wasn't really a high school girl; she came from hell, and she was never supposed to fit in with the human world.
"What if I said I'm really not a good person?"
Perhaps even if all those children in the car died before her eyes, she might not cry out in pain like others would.
She wouldn't.
Possibly.
Hearing this, Wen Xi looked at her steadily for a while, then suddenly turned her face and walked away. As she did so, her voice drifted through the air.
"When I was in trouble, my mother once spent 30 million dollars to hire international assassins to kill the other party, but I stopped her. At that time, I told her one thing."
Xiao Yu: "What did you say?"
Wen Xi turned around and slowly walked backwards, smiling as she said, "Please don't let a lifetime of unrest be on your conscience."
Xiao Yu's heart tightened.
