The tingling limbs transmitted excruciating pain, so intense that Sheng Ruomei could no longer remain seated.
"Ah!"
She screamed loudly in pain and crawled up from the wheelchair.
She began frantically shaking her numb limbs, trying to dispel the pain.
In an instant, everyone saw her in the center of the lobby, flailing wildly, not at all looking like someone severely paralyzed.
"This Sheng Ruomei is also a big liar! Look at her hopping around, does that seem like paralysis to you?"
"Earlier Nan Qingqing even said that Sheng Ruomei was crippled by Nan Yu, now it looks like that was false!"
"My God, Nan Yu has it too tough, hasn't she? Her foster father stole her identity for Nan Qingqing, her foster mother killed her biological mother, and still spread rumors that she was the murderer. This whole family has been ruthlessly exploiting Nan Yu!"
The looks everyone gave Nan Yu were filled with sympathy.
