"Wait."
Nan Yu looked toward Yan Ren, who was about to take the person away, a slight smile hanging on her face.
"Captain Yan, you've forgotten to take one more person, her too."
As she spoke, she placed her hands on Nan Qingqing's shoulders.
Nan Qingqing felt a heavy pressure on her shoulders, as if two mountains were pressing down on her, rendering her entirely immobile.
She turned her head to look at Nan Yu's beautiful face, wishing she could tear it apart.
She tried her best to look innocent, like a frightened little rabbit, and spoke with a trembling voice.
"Nan Yu, my mom has already been sent in by you and is willing to confess. What more do you want to do to me?"
"I know you hate our family, but if it wasn't for my mom saving you from the fire and raising you, you would have died long ago."
"Now I'm not asking for you to repay the kindness, but at least don't be an ungrateful wretch!"
