Lu Yingxue reached out and grabbed her hair, yanking it viciously.
Xiang Mingzhu screamed in pain!
But Lu Yingxue still refused to let go: "If my face can't be healed, then you'll wish you were dead! I'll tell everyone that the Lu Family forgives your atrocities, but we'll keep you under strict supervision for proper guidance. That way, outsiders will praise me for being gentle and kind, and the Zhong Family won't call off the engagement!
As for you, ending up in my hands means you won't have a single good day left. Xiang Mingzhu, get ready to rot in hell!"
"What are you going to do to me?"
Xiang Mingzhu's voice was hoarse. "Lu Yingxue, the state I'm in now is all because of you. If you hadn't sent me to Zhao Chang's bed, I wouldn't have walked this path, wouldn't have ruined your face. All of this is your own doing! You deserve it!"
She was deeply pained!
She should have been the cherished daughter of the Xiang Family, enjoying Zhong Yi's exclusive affection.
