"What? Prison Star?" Bai Qingshui almost fainted.
"No! I don't want to go to Prison Star! That's a wild land where there isn't even enough food! Mo Yinhe, you must want me dead! You might as well just kill me!"
Mo Yinhe stood in the living room with his hands in his pockets, looking down disdainfully at Bai Qingshui, whose face had turned pale with fear. "Kill you? Hah, that would dirty my hands!"
Ye Siyuan, standing by the side, said, "If Sister-in-law could survive so many years on Prison Star without dying, and isn't she living well now? Why can't you go? Since it's about reflecting on your mistakes, you should go to a harsh place to truly think. Otherwise, how will you remember the lesson?"
Si Mingjing stood beside the old matriarch, a flash of satisfaction in her eyes.
She had said she would send everyone who harmed her mother to Prison Star to experience it. Her heart warmed knowing Mo Yinhe hadn't forgotten.
