Wang Santing blurted out, "You're that little b*tch?"
The moment she said that, she suddenly realized she had said the wrong thing. She hadn't fallen out with Qin Yi yet and looked embarrassed as panic flashed across her watery eyes.
Qin Yi sneered, "Little b*tch? Tsk, Wang Santing. Stop putting on an act. What you did that time has already been exposed.
"You swapped me and Qin Jiaojiao, and you wanted to know how your precious daughter is doing? She's dead. I killed her a few days ago. Speaking of which, Qin Jiaojiao looked quite similar to you, especially those watery eyes."
Disgustingly similar.
Wang Santing made Qin Yi suffer, so she wanted her to suffer as well. Qin Jiaojiao was her limit, so Qin Yi kept stepping on it non-stop.
"Impossible! You're lying!" Wang Santing didn't believe her, her face contorting in anger as she screamed, "You little b*tch! You're lying! My Jiaojiao- How could that happen to my Jiaojiao?"