By the end, Ming Mei suddenly reached out and grabbed Hua Nianrui's injured wrist, pressing on the wound through the gauze. As Hua Nianrui screamed in pain, Ming Mei covered her mouth, not allowing any sound to escape.
Ming Mei leaned toward her, looking at Hua Nianrui's eyes filled with torment and fear. She smiled slyly and said, "I'd like to see who would believe you."
Someone has once told Ming Mei, when you're being threatened--
The weak are threatened.
The strong are those who hit back until the other party dares not threaten you.
It depends on which one you choose to be.
And Ming Mei, she was definitely going to be the latter.
Having come back to life, Ming Mei was walking on thin ice with every step she took, fearing that someone might discover she wasn't the original Ming Mei.
Ming Mei's heart was exceptionally stifled; she desperately needed an outlet to vent.
Now, Hua Nianrui had given her a reason to do just that.