Her parents?
Anjue's body stiffened.
"I'll give you some leeway, and spare his hand." Anjue's cold words floated out, and she breathed a sigh of relief, but his next words made her feel as if she'd fallen into an ice cellar, "Hit him, make sure he remembers this lesson!"
"Wha... what..."
Her face turned deathly pale, and the next moment she heard Chen Ming's muffled grunt. He didn't cry out, but the physical pain was nothing compared to the pain in his heart.
Ye Xiaoyu could clearly hear Chen Ming's suppressed cries of pain.
The air was filled with the stench of blood, lingering for a long time.
Ye Xiaoyu's eyes were moist, but the tears just wouldn't fall.
"Anjue, I hate you, forever!"
Her mouth tasted of blood, a trickle seeped from her lips. She let out a soft moan, her whole body losing all strength and spirit as if she were a puppet cut from its strings...
"Little Fish..."
"Little Fish..."
Whose voice was urgently calling at her ear? She couldn't hear it anymore...
