Yan Song silently curled his lips, secretly holding her hand, Yun Ya turned her head and smiled at him.
"Alright, I really underestimated you all." She realized that things weren't going as smoothly as she'd hoped; this was where they had been waiting for her.
"Sister Yi, you should confess. I will put in a good word for you in front of the judge, maybe you'll get a lighter sentence. Otherwise, at your tender age, I can't say how much hardship you'll endure..." Yun Ya looked at her with a face full of concern.
Dongfang Yi loathed her high-and-mighty, sympathetic look, "Stop pretending to be nice. Now that I've fallen into your hands, do with me as you please." She hoped her father's side would progress smoothly; even if she died, she'd find peace. However, she had a hunch that she and her father had lost completely this time.
"Oh... Sister Yi, why are you so stubborn?" Yun Ya sighed.
