That night, the junkyard reeked of a sickening mix of foul odors and the pungent stench of gasoline, whipped into a frenzy by the howling wind.
Ye Ran pulled out a lighter, staring at Tang Yiyi, whose face was streaked with tears yet devoid of any remorse. "You shouldn't have killed my mom... What did she ever do wrong? She was the most innocent one of all!"
"Tang Yiyi, go to hell!"
Chapter 175