C252 She Poisoned Me!

Yaying slowly loosened her grip on the knife. As she did, Fengcheng quickly took it from her and set it aside. She stared at his bleeding hand, feeling a bit dazed. There was a twinge of guilt, but it was overshadowed by her determination to uncover the truth.

Fengcheng clenched his injured hand into a fist, ignoring the wound, and spoke about the lengths Yaying went to for answers