You Will Only Bring Disasters to Others

Finally, Yan Qingsi met Yan Mingzhu, she was leaned against a special chair where she was interrogated. She was handcuffed to the chair keeping her body still and unable to move. 

She was wearing the uniform of the asylum, barefoot, her hair was messy and sadly disarranged like a chicken coop and the wound on her forehead was patched up with gauze. Her eyes were dull and they were unresponsive and her whole body was trembling uncontrollably. She was rambling on and on about something but could not really hear what was said. 

Yan Mingzhu looked miserable as opposed to how she used to be- a vibrant daughter of the rich. 

It was all because of Yan Qingsi but she was not regretful at all, not even a tiny bit. Instead, she regretted not taking Yan Mingzhu's life earlier. 

Yan Qingsi got to the front of Yan Mingzhu. "Yan Mingzhu, do you recognize me?"

It seemed like Yan Mingzhu did not hear her, she kept still and did not even look at her.