When she heard those words, Feng Jiu's eyes moved slightly and the smile on her face faded away gradually. She looked at Yun Xuexin, who lay on the bed stiffly, pale and weak, as she resisted the side effects of the medicine, and she continued to ask: "Then, was it an accident that you were attacked and injured? Or did you arrange it?"
When she asked those questions, she saw that Yun Xuexin's lips were bitten so hard that they were bleeding and blood was seeping out. Feng Jiu sneered: "Young Miss Yun, don't try to resist the real reaction in your heart. Come one, tell me, was it an accident? Or did you arrange it?"
"I arranged it…. Feng Jiu! What did you do to me?"
Her voice was stiff and trembling, her lips were bitten and stained with blood, and her red lips made her face look even paler.
