She even wanted to seize everything that belonged to her.
But none of that mattered now. At the moment, staying alive was more important; her little life came first.
"Sheng Ning, I'm begging you, don't kill me, don't kill me. For the sake of us growing up together since we were kids, spare me this once!" Qin Cuifen pleaded pitifully, crying with snot and tears all over her face.
"We grew up together?" If not for that, she wouldn't be this angry. In her past life she'd been an idiot, trusting her wholeheartedly and treating her as her most reliable friend. And her? One face in front, another behind her back.
Spreading rumors everywhere, badmouthing her.
All that crap about being a slut, about the upper beam being crooked so the lower beam would be slanted—it all came out of her mouth.
In the end, no one within ten miles and eight villages dared marry her, all because of Qin Cuifen.
