The gentle woman was finally forced to reveal her own edges.
"When no one's around, let's slash him twice more. It's enough to leave him half alive," Ye Ranran coldly hooked up the corner of her lips.
"There will be others to do it. We needn't dirty our hands."
"I actually want to slash him twice myself." Otherwise, my hatred won't be appeased.
One glanced at Song Ze beside Ye Ranran, wanting to say something, but in the end, remained silent.
Everything seemed to have returned to calm, yet a storm was quietly approaching in the dark of the night.
Today was the day to send Song Ze back to the Song Family.
"Sister, I only want Sister. I don't want anyone else." Ever since Song Ze learned that he was being sent away, he had been crying and making a fuss.
Ye Ranran felt guilty inside, but her face remained impassive: "Ah Ze, once we leave this house, I'm afraid I won't be able to call you this way anymore. But you have to remember, sister will always be your sister, understand?"