Lian Xinying's gaze shifted back and forth between Yan's mother and Shu Xiang, unable to believe that what she had just heard was real.
But there Shu Xiang stood next to Yan's mother, her head hung, silent.
The scene became eerily surreal.
Lian Xinying endured the waves of pain in her chest until she saw tears streaming down Shu Xiang's cheeks, forcing her to accept the reality.
"You heartless, insane lunatic!" Lian Xinying roared at Yan's mother.
Yan's mother's voice was even stronger and more severe, "Tell me! Where is your father now!"
"My father is already dead!" Lian Xinying screamed back, exhausted, and began thinking of how to escape.
However, as if reading her thoughts, Yan's mother closed in on her and shouted, "Give me your phone!" Yan's mother's hand had barely reached out when she couldn't wait any longer and started rummaging through Lian Xinying's bag.
Lian Xinying tried to resist, but her arm was twisted by a person in black, leaving her unable to move.
