"Qu Suihuan, why do you think fate is so unfair? It's you who stole my life, but everyone likes you. Isn't that ridiculous?"

The puppet Qu Suihuan had his chin pinched by her and responded with difficulty.

"I was taken away by mistake when I was a child, and I couldn't stop it. You know this very well, but you can't deal with the Su family, so you can only put your hatred on me."

"Su Yiyi, you are pathetic, because you have been deceiving yourself from the beginning to the end, trying to use me as an excuse to justify your failure."

Su Yiyi pointed out the problem directly, her pupils ferocious, and she suddenly grabbed the puppet Qu Suihuan's neck with both hands.

"I don't care. It's you, it's you, Qu Suihuan, who harmed me."

"Why don't you just die? Why don't you just die?"

"Oh, no, I forgot. Have you died once? Are you a human or a ghost now?"

Su Yiyi used force with her hands, pinching the puppet Qu Suihuan's forehead so hard that veins bulged.

"Tell me, Qu Suihuan, are you a human or a ghost?"

"Hahaha~ No matter whether you are a human or a ghost, I will not let you go."

Qu Suihuan was certain that Su Yiyi was terminally ill and more terrifying than a madman.

Seeing that the puppet Qu Suihuan was about to be strangled to death, the crazy Su Yiyi finally stopped.

She seemed to be venting the anger that had been pent up for a long time. She lost control of her anger and laughed at the void.

After laughing, those ferocious bloodshot pupils were like knives, stabbing towards Sui Huan fiercely.

"Qu Suihuan, look at how miserable you are now. Don't you look a lot like me before?"

"You, are you very curious about how I turned over?"