In that instant, she failed to suppress the malice in her heart, and it was written plainly across her face.
Ye Chuxue looked up at the Water Mirror.
What appeared before her was not reality, but a projection of her innermost thoughts.
But she was unaware of this. All she saw was Song Wanning walking toward the beautiful woman.
The inheritance was in the woman's hands, about to be passed to Song Wanning.
Ye Chuxue's face twisted. At that moment, completely driven by the evil festering in her heart, she reached out and snatched the unconscious Jiao Jiao.
She began to desperately absorb Jiao Jiao's healing energy. Even knowing it would cause irreparable harm, she had no intention of stopping.
'Jiao Jiao is just a demon beast. Strictly speaking, it isn't even a person. If it dies, it dies.'
'If its death can help me, then it will have been worthwhile!'
In that moment, Ye Chuxue finally chose to confront the evil and ambition within her heart.
