Originally, everything was planned perfectly, and Ruan Qi smoothly snuck into the villa.
However, she never imagined that the scenes inside the villa would be this horrifying. She never thought that those children, tortured to the brink of ruin, would plead for her to kill them.
When she felt the dying pulse on the first boy's wrist, Ruan Qi knew her plan might be a bust.
She couldn't pretend to be a corpse and remain indifferent as those living people turned into real corpses.
The little girl was so naive, always overestimating herself, trying to save everyone she could.
So she persuaded, she comforted, she tried to give them hope.
But everything was in vain.
From the moment the candle was knocked onto the curtain, and the blazing fire erupted—Ruan Qi's disguise plan, and the so-called hope for survival, all vanished into thin air.
Jiang Chunian guessed all of Ruan Qi's intentions correctly.
Watching the little girl's pale face, he smiled widely, his eyes full of malice.
