Feeling the overwhelming sadness emanating from Gu Jiayin's body, Ye Zhilin laughed wickedly, "Gu Jiayin, do you think you are very pitiful?"
Pitiful? Indeed, very pitiful!
Gu Jiayin bit down hard on her lower lip.
However, some hatred is rooted deep in the heart. Even if she was innocently dragged into this, including Gu Qiyun's manipulations, it couldn't offset her hatred for the Qin Family.
This family inflicted too much harm upon her.
After a moment of silence, Gu Jiayin still laughed, but the smile was complex and cold, "Even if everything you say is true, Ye Zhilin, you must die today. Seven years ago, I endured the taste of being torn apart by crocodiles In the River, and today you will taste it too."
Ye Zhilin, who had been trying to use startling truths to maliciously torment Gu Jiayin, shivered in fear upon hearing about the crocodile attack, "No, let me die now, I don't want to be torn by crocodiles."
However, her plea could not sway Gu Jiayin's determination.
