"Tang Yige, Tang Yige, wake up, wake up!" Si Nan suddenly let go, gripping her arms tightly, his eyes bloodshot as he hoarsely shouted.
What?
Zhang Lan's eyes widened.
Staring at Si Nan.
He called her... Tang Yige?!
She is, Yige?!
Zhang Lan was so shocked she even forgot to breathe!
Slowly shifting her gaze to the crazed woman in Si Nan's arms, her eyes were filled with extreme disbelief.
She couldn't believe it.
The Yige she hadn't seen in months, meeting again like this!
The Yige in her memory.
Cheerful, enthusiastic, even possessing a rare sense of carefree and gallantry usually absent in ordinary women.
But now the woman confined by Si Nan in front of him.
Full of hatred, pain, madness... not a trace of the Tang Yige she once knew.
"Little Gege..."
Suddenly, Rong Rui, dazed in her arms, gasped deeply, struggling with both arms and legs in Zhang Lan's embrace, "Aunt Zhang, let me down, let me down!"
Rong Rui was incredibly agitated.
