Qin Mingzhu raised her aching eyes to look at Qin Mu. At this moment, she suddenly couldn't doubt the girl in front of her, the girl she despised so much.
"Are you happy now? My mom is dead, and she died just like your mom did."
Qin Mingzhu suddenly closed her eyes, raised her hand to cover her mouth, and began crying uncontrollably.
This incident was a bolt from the blue for everyone, but for Qin Mingzhu, it was naturally even more devastating.
"What am I supposed to be satisfied about? My life is so good now. I've long been free from seeing you or dealing with you, but it's your mom's mess that's making you suspect me again, tormenting me—"
Qin Mu gazed at Qin Mingzhu, feeling a strange sense of powerlessness.
Some words felt unnecessary to say out loud.
Qin Mu had once thought that woman deserved to die.
But then, later on... much later...
"It must be because you cursed her! That's why she had the car accident! It's all your fault! All your fault!"
