"Besides, those words all came from your own mouth. I didn't threaten you, nor did I force you. How can you say I set you up?"
Song Wanning suddenly clutched her chest and said sorrowfully, "If we're talking about being set up, I'm the one who feels like you two siblings set me up..."
Her grief-stricken appearance made Liu Yiyi's heart clench.
"Pfft—"
She was so angry she spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Yiyi!"
Liu Yao was startled. He rushed forward to support her, his tone a mixture of worry and accusation. "What... what kind of absurd thing have you done?!"
Liu Yiyi's eyes were like those of a bloodthirsty beast. She looked up, her face twisted, and grabbed his arm fiercely. "Brother, help me cripple her... Cripple her..."
She couldn't even be bothered to maintain her usual cute and delicate facade. There was only one thought in her mind.
Ruin Song Wanning!
Ruin her!
