Shen Fengxia’s questioning revealed that Mo Xueying was also her pawn. She was indeed involved in the death of Wen Yuan and had a hand in the persecution of Xiao Xi. The best friend I had in my past life had truly stabbed me in the back.
Hearing Shen Fengxia’s words, a cold sneer appeared on Mo Xueying’s gaunt, ghostly pale face. "You certainly wish I were a ghost, but I’m here to disappoint you—I’m still alive. Although life hasn’t been kind, I’m still clinging to it. If heaven won’t take me, it’s only so I can expose all your crimes and bring you down!"
"You're spouting nonsense!" Shen Fengxia’s composure vanished entirely. Mo Xueying seemed like an executioner to her, triggering a surge of terror and fear. Her voice was raspy as she shrieked, "Someone! Drag her away! Get her out of here!"
Chapter 307