Sitting in the wheelchair, Lai Qinghuan looked at the blindfolded Qiao An, and a malicious idea suddenly crossed her mind.
Mu Jingxi ruined her legs and destroyed her face, so why not... destroy Qiao An's eyes?
The pain he inflicted on her and her parents, she would return to him tenfold.
Perhaps she couldn't shake him now, but it didn't prevent her from starting with those close to him.
Right now it's his woman, the next step, his daughter.
Qiao An was forcibly pushed forward by two men.
Their grip was rough, and unable to see, she kicked an obstacle underfoot, her body losing balance and toppling forward.
Bang!
The sound of her hitting the ground echoed dully.
Pain.
Damn, it hurt.
Qiao An frowned in agony, and in her struggle, the black cloth over her eyes loosened. Once adjusted to the light, she opened her eyes.
And there, not far away, sitting in a wheelchair with a sinister and eerie smile, was Lai Qinghuan.
