"Of course, I know you were forced, so I helped you. At the beginning, you agreed to return to Yixiu's side just for a kidney to save your mother's life. If your mother is no longer here, wouldn't you be relieved? Lin Yixun, in fact, you should thank me."
"Thank you? Thank you, you murderer!?"
"Actually, I wouldn't call myself a murderer. I just added fuel to the fire. The real murderer is you, it's you, Lin Yixun!"
Lin Yixun's pupils suddenly constricted, "What do you mean?"
"Literal meaning!" Cheng Ying took advantage of Lin Yixun's distraction, broke free from her, and said with a smile, "Lin Yixun, do you know why your mother committed suicide? Actually, the real reason for her suicide wasn't me, but you! I just sent her a stack of photos, and you are the real culprit that made her completely despair of life!"
Lin Yixun's heart trembled, and she asked in a low voice, "What photos, what photos did you give her?"
