"Wang Xiaoyi, how could you? What did An Ran ever do to wrong you, how could you treat her like this?"
She didn't know what happened to An Ran, only heard Wang Xiaoyi say she went to see King Yan, and Xiao Xiao felt as if her heart was being torn apart.
She struggled to get up and pounce forward, but a man beside her kicked her to the ground.
"Wang Xiaoyi, do you know what you're doing? Give An Ran back."
She wanted to see An Ran right away; to die together, to live together.
Wang Xiaoyi sneered lightly, "Of course I know what I'm doing, can't you see? If you can't see, I don't mind telling you."
She stood up, playing with her crimson-tipped nails, and raised her eyes with a charm Xiao Xiao had never seen before, a bloodthirsty delight shining in her gaze.
