Right now, Ning Wan is still unsure whether Ning Yan'er knows about her father's involvement in the death of her parents, or even whether she participated in it herself.
After all, Ning Yan'er is not exactly a saint.
But before there is enough evidence about all this, she can't jump to conclusions.
Ning Yan'er found her hand caught, and tried to pull it back but was unable to, no matter how hard she tried, extract her hand from Ning Wan's grasp. And she saw the coldness in Ning Wan's eyes, which frightened her directly with a start, as if it was the first time she saw Ning Wan with such a terrifying expression.
After all, in her memory, Ning Wan was like a pushover, constantly bullied by her, occasionally resisting but over the years still being mercilessly stepped upon by her?
Coming back to her senses, her face flushed with anger, she almost gritted her teeth as she spoke, "Ning Wan, let me go."
