"Jiang Xue, how can you say such a thing? How can you not admit it, you are Jiang Yun's daughter, the eldest miss of the Jiang Family, and I am indeed your aunt!"
Ming Lan was unwilling, shouted out loud. Unfortunately, Jiang Xue acted as if she didn't hear, and left directly.
"Jiang Xue, you bitch, you will die a horrible death!" Ming Lan couldn't get what she wished for, and cursed loudly. If Jiang Xue doesn't save her, who else could?
It seemed she had to think of another way to get out.
Thinking as such, Ming Lan stopped cursing, and instead said to the prison guard, "I want to make a call."
Ming Lan arrived at the place for making calls, hesitated for a moment, then dialed a string of numbers. These numbers had been buried in her heart for many years, and she once thought she would never need to use them in this lifetime. But to her surprise, she ended up using them.
"Hello!"
