Zhang Hexsong was so frightened he didn't dare speak immediately. After a moment, he stammered,
"Mianmian, what... what are you doing? Do you really want to kill your own uncle with your own hands? Your mother and I are siblings of the same blood."
Ruan Mian let out a cold laugh, finding the expressions on these people's faces laughable.
But that's human nature, after all; she never underestimates it.
And no one's words are trustworthy; the only thing she can rely on is her own judgment.
So, she gripped the dagger tightly and stepped forward.
The sharp blade cut his neck, making Zhang Hexsong's face turn pale as a sheet.
"Mianmian! Mianmian, let's calmly talk things over, don't act impulsively. Whatever you want to know, I'll tell you everything."
The Ye Family saw this and completely lost their minds, seemingly mad with frenzy.
"Zhang Hexsong, have you no shame? You're truly shameless!"
