Once the conversation was opened, Qian Xiaoqing no longer feared anything; the panic she felt at the moment her face was ruined was gone.
She had figured it out—there was no way out of today's mess. If she wasn't going to be killed, she'd end up in court. So she spoke freely, hoping to annoy Yang Chuxia a bit, wondering why she deserved to live so comfortably.
"Hmph, let me tell you, originally I didn't want to kidnap Yang Jindi. I wanted to abduct your two sons," Qian Xiaoqing said with a sinister smile. "Your two sons are good-looking enough to sell for a good price; it could even feed me meat for a few days."
"What a pity I lost my way in the courtyard and couldn't find out where your sons lived; otherwise, I would have definitely sold them."
