Ni Bingyan was already in character, her mind filled with these memories, as if she herself had grown from that little girl.
"Let go!"
She snapped, her face cold.
"We won't!"
"Where are you going?"
She didn't speak, wrenching her hands free from theirs and desperately heading for the exit.
She was no longer the weak child she once was, and her parents were not as strong as they used to be. For them to try and restrain her when she was in a frenzy was pure fantasy!
Han's father rushed forward, raising a hand to slap her, but Han's mother immediately grabbed his arm. They were old now and couldn't have any more children. This was the only child they had left, and they still had to rely on her to take care of them in their old age!
"We just buried your brother this afternoon, and tonight we don't even know where we're going to stay. Your father and I can manage, we can handle it, but your grandparents…"
Han Su ignored her and ran off.
"Good!"
