Ye Ning: "..."
Originally, the heart that harbored immense hatred for that old lady was, in an instant, like being gripped by an invisible hand, causing such discomfort and dull pain that she could hardly breathe.
What kind of inhumanity is this? Are those people still human? How could they treat an elderly lady nearly seventy years old this way?
Ye Ning recalled the old lady she had met twice a year ago, remembering her appearance at that time...
Yes, when she saw her then, she had found her appearance very strange. Clearly sitting in front of her, yet she couldn't lift her head, hunched over with her back, head dangling as if weighted, unable to rise.
So, this is the truth of the matter!
Her eyes stung sharply, and finally, she turned to look outside: "Then... what happened next?"
