When Meng Junci opened her eyes, she stared blankly at the white ceiling, her gaze wooden.
She turned her head and looked at her right arm, which was gone, her arm was no more...
She had become a cripple.
A cripple... Hahaha, she laughed wildly inside, yet tears flowed from her eyes.
The scenes from that day were vivid in her mind, the hatred was hard to dispel.
Many times, she was left alone in the isolation ward, with no one to accompany her. She counted the days one by one. Wasn't tomorrow the engagement banquet?
She was glorious and proud, and what about her? Ended up like this.
Ji Yunya, I will not die peacefully unless this vendetta is settled.
She wanted to carve out her flesh inch by inch, letting her suffer a thousand torments and die in anguish, but that wasn't enough. She wanted to drag her into hell, never to reincarnate for generations.
