Zhuang Xiyue frantically shook her head, "I don't believe it, this is all fake, this person absolutely cannot be Nanmo...."
"I know it's hard for you to accept, I understand... don't worry, I will definitely teach this brat a good lesson, I won't let you be wronged."
"Nanmo would never betray me, I don't believe it." Zhuang Xiyue stubbornly said.
Yan Guobai snorted coldly, but then heard Di Bailu scream even more desperately, "Yan Nanmo, you beast, I will never let you go...." The piercing voice seemed to almost lift off the roof, as if she had suffered some great injustice.
Zhuang Xiyue squinted her eyes, walked over expressionlessly, stood by the bed, and gazed straight at Di Bailu, assessing her from top to bottom, her gaze lofty, as if Di Bailu were nothing more than insignificant roadside weeds. This contempt from the bottom of her heart made Di Bailu's face stiffen.
"Third Lady Yan, I ask you to give me justice, otherwise, I will take this to court without letting it go."
