“Brother Xuan, why are you here?” Zhuo Ning switched to an innocent expression, greeting Shen Yixuan.
This face disgusted Luo Yaling, and others felt similarly.
“Did you really say all that just now?” Shen Yixuan stared directly at Luo Yaling.
“Brother Xuan, what are you talking about? Let’s go home, okay?” Zhuo Ning pressed close to Shen Yixuan, but to no avail.
“Get away! Don’t touch me with your filthy hands. You’re not qualified to call me that – just hearing it makes me sick.” Shen Yixuan flung her away in disgust.
Then, without looking at her, he walked to Luo Yaling’s side to untie her.
“Is it because of this fox-like woman that you hit me? Isn’t that right, Brother Xuan? Weren’t you always the most doting on me? It’s all her fault. What’s so good about her? She’s just seductive-looking…”
“Enough! She’s better than you in every way! Which hand did you use to hit her?” Shen Yixuan held Luo Yaling in his arms, narrowing his eyes at Zhuo Ning.
“I was just disciplining her. Why are you treating me like this? Don’t you love me anymore, Brother Xuan?” Zhuo Ning looked at him innocently. But when she saw Luo Yaling in his arms, her gaze turned vicious.
Everyone looked at Zhuo Ning with contempt.
Luo Yaling looked at Shen Yixuan, wanting to know how important her sister was to him. The others were equally curious.
“Which hand did you hit her with?” Shen Yixuan asked sharply.
“It was… both hands,” Zhuo Ning trembled.
“Good, very good! Xu Chu.” Shen Yixuan glanced at Luo Yaling, ignoring Zhuo Ning.
“Here.”
“Chop off those two hands. I think you know what to do afterwards!” Shen Yixuan gave a bloodthirsty smile to Xu Chu.
Zhuo Ning looked at him in terror.
Xu Chu nodded in understanding.
He was more than happy to oblige, especially towards someone who had almost gotten him in trouble. Zhuo Ning had brought this upon herself.
“No!!! Brother Xuan, you can’t do this. Don’t you love my sister anymore?” Zhuo Ning watched as two black-clad men grabbed her, playing her last card.
