Si Mingyuan quickly regained his composure, "I, I don't know what you're talking about, Si Fan. You have no evidence to say it was me who had Si Yi injected with drugs. Do you have proof?"
"Oh, still trying to argue? Seems like there's no choice but to make you confess through force."
Si Fan slowly twirled the knife handle, her tone casual and unrestrained, as if she were discussing whether today's weather was cloudy or rainy.
But Si Mingyuan keenly noticed how dangerous Si Fan was at this moment.
Si Mingyuan almost couldn't help but cry; it was madness to come here alone to suffer.
And he realized Si Fan had changed, completely changed!
She's no longer timid, no longer submissive, no longer swallowing grievances.
Now, she's a devil!
A devil who kills without blinking!!!
His hand was still bleeding profusely; if he didn't stop the bleeding in time, he would really die!!!
Facing the extreme fear of death, Si Mingyuan lost control and wet himself completely.
