"Do you think she looks normal?"
Yu Sitian suddenly stopped in her tracks and raised her head to look ahead.
The girl who was curled up a moment ago had already raised her head. The sound of thunder split the darkness apart. The pale lightning shone on Song Yaoyao's delicate but sickly little face.
Heavy raindrops fell on her face, wetting her curly eyelashes.
Her eyes were deep and unmoving, giving off a strange feeling.
Yu Sitian looked into her eyes, but Song Yaoyao didn't seem to see her. She didn't even move her eyelashes.
She shivered and felt a chill down her spine.
What happened to Song Yaoyao?
Was she scared out of her mind?
Song Jingwan sneered, "Do you think she'll be grateful to you for helping her now? Why don't you ask around? She is a lunatic. Now that you saw her in this state, what do you think the person behind her will do to prevent you from leaking this information?"
