"You have to ask yourself that question. Everyone was fine last night, so how did you end up inside a coffin? Shiyu, could it be that last night, our Sisi really sought you out in the coffin to catch up? What exactly did Sisi tell you? Now, tell us what you know," Xia Yu stirred up trouble with sharp sarcasm.
Upon hearing Ye Qilan's name, Cao Shiyu couldn't help but shiver.
She remembered the letter she received yesterday; it chilled her to the bone. Later, distracted by the incessant crying of the child, she forgot about it.
But she never imagined that while she was asleep, someone would move her into this blood-drenched coffin.
"It was Su Hongxing's doing! She wanted to torment me this way, that bitch!" Cao Shiyu shouted angrily, having recovered from her initial shock.
"Are you certain Su Hongxing is capable of such a thing?" Ye Lao looked contemplative as he surveyed the storeroom.
