Chapter 331: The Older, the Spicier!

She hung her head in defeat, knowing that even if she left, she could not escape death, and she might even implicate her family, leaving her utterly despondent.

The lawyer handed Bianrong the documents and a pen, and said, "I'm done asking questions, now use this pen and sign the document."

His tone emphasized the words "use this pen" slightly, giving Bianrong a subtle hint.

Bianrong took the documents, holding the pen, her hand trembling uncontrollably.

Her eyes blurred with tears, dropping on the paper with a plip-plop; she couldn't see what she was writing, only feeling as if the word "death" filled the page.

She regretted marrying into the Zhao Family, as she was about to lose her life before fully enjoying wealth and honor.

She regretted doing things for Zhao Ting, that old ghost who sweetly called her baby, darling, little minx, but now heartlessly discarded her like trash, not even deigning to take one last look.