"I think you've lost your marbles. Yuan Heng is dead. She's been dead for 25 years!" Su Yi yelled furiously. A shadow of malignity was caught in the undertones between his clenched teeth.
"She has come back. She'll come back for us. She's already onto me. She will come after you too." Li Jingran shouted back in despair. With the immense fear rocking her to her core, she rambled on.
Yuan Heng was in front of her, regardless of whether she opened or closed her eyes. All Li Jingran could see was Yuan Heng's mangled face and resentful eyes that were trying to drag her down to hell.
"Have you been tired lately?" Su Yi had no idea why she was suddenly so worked up. Once he regained his composure, he rubbed his temples. "Where's Wanwan? Isn't she with you?"
Li Jingran had only joined the set, yet she was already acting psychotic. If anyone were to find out, God knows what would be written in the papers.
