Though she felt bitter and reluctant to be the blade wielded by this man, she still had to feign a life of happiness and contentment.
"I don't know if my hands are stained with blood, but when you let go so easily that day, weren't you hoping for my death?" Bai Jia'an's voice trembled with anger, her emotions surging uncontrollably. If only Bai Nuanxi had pulled her up that day, she would never have been taken away by Su Mo, never found herself tangled up with the Wang family, nor suffered the indignities she had endured there.
