"It's you! You're the one who killed Shishi! You bring bad luck! Bad luck!"
Xia Lian appeared deranged, circling Cheng Shishi's corpse like a maddened lioness, ready to devour Bai Yiran.
"Aunt!" Leng Yichen spoke coldly. He could understand Xia Lian's pain from losing her daughter, but he couldn't allow her to harm Bai Yiran.
Leng Yichen's strong arms tightly controlled Xia Lian's arm, preventing her from getting close to Bai Yiran.
Bai Yiran stood behind Leng Yichen, "Aunt, what are you saying..."
Xia Lian screamed like a madwoman, "You're the one who killed Shishi! It was you!"
"How could I harm Shishi? I'm her sister, how could I harm her!"
"Let go of me, Leng! This is a Cheng Family matter, stay out of it!" Xia Lian's voice was like a crazed banshee.
"Bai Yiran, get out." Leng Yichen controlled Xia Lian's body and instructed Bai Yiran to leave.
But Bai Yiran still stood there, wracked with sorrow over Shishi's death. Why would her aunt say such things?
