"My son was killed by this poisonous woman. How can I remain calm? Tie her up, I want to make a public spectacle of her!" Mrs. Manla sneered coldly.
"Mrs. Manla."
Kas turned pale. If they humiliated her in public, it could seriously damage the reputation of the Ka family, and not only that, they could no longer protect Carlo.
In the chaos of the room, no one noticed Lan Xin Ai's hand being taken by Xi Yemo, and the two of them discreetly exited the area.
...
Sunlight, cascading from above, fell upon Lan Xin Ai's hair, transforming it into phantom flowers.
As she watched the Tar Church recede further into the distance, Lan Xin Ai felt as if everything that just transpired was merely a dream.
Carlo, the prideful noble daughter, had poisoned her own husband on their wedding day. Her life was effectively over.
"Wife." Xi Yemo looked at the silent woman beside him, drew her gently into his arms, and felt her slight she shivered. He knew she was afraid.