Xiyan's small hand was tightly clenched into a fist, "Take five years to fully experience the despair I felt when I was kicked out of the Xia Family. And then... rot in prison, never to dream of coming out in this lifetime."
The life in prison would further teach them what is worse than death.
Xia Shiyi and Yang Shurong had already fainted. Xia Zhengxiong, a middle-aged man over 40, held his wife and daughter, crying uncontrollably.
Exhaling a breath of resentment, Xiyan looked up, "Ou Jue..."
"Hm?" Ou Jue glanced at her. The fierceness from earlier was instantly restrained in front of the girl, "You handled it well. We'll do as you said."
Xiyan took the initiative to hold Ou Jue's hand, "Let's go quickly."
Mom's still waiting for me.
Behind her, Xia Zhengxiong suddenly called out, "Xiyan..."
Xiyan paused her steps.
