Su Xiaowan quietly looked at Yan Hong, her gaze slightly narrowing as she said, "Yan Hong, if you're resentful that I bullied you, that's one thing, but Meizi and Lingzi are innocent, aren't they? And what about Zhang Ying? She's with you everyday, helping you wash your clothes, assisting with this and that. Why can't you let her be?"
As soon as Su Xiaowan finished speaking, Zhang Ying looked like she'd had an epiphany. With both hands gripping the bars, she shook so hard they clanged. Agitated, she cried, "Yes, Yan Hong, I-I haven't provoked you, Yan Hong, oh--- please let me go, oh---"
