Pressing her lips together, An Xiaoning continued to ask her in a gentle voice, "Can you see where the chains are?"
"In my dungeon. She'll never be able to escape for the rest of her life. How pathetic and sad is it that she's currently in a living hell?" said Shi Xiaoyu, grabbing onto the bedsheets tightly.
"Where's the dungeon?"
"Below me… who would've thought that there'd be a dungeon below me?" Shi Xiaoyu muttered.
An Xiaoning sat down and asked, "Does your husband know about this?"
"No, I'm the only one who knows about this dungeon. He thinks she's dead. Hahahaha, everyone thinks she's already dead…"
An Xiaoning again gave her a scene to imagine, "The person you've put in a living hell is standing right in front of you right now. She's lying on top of a float with your husband and roaming about leisurely on the surface of the ocean…"
