Mr. and Mrs. Gao both fell silent. Only Gao Qiang shook his head frantically, whimpering, his eyes wide with terror.
'Sending me to Xu Jiali's room is no different from throwing a lamb into a tiger's den.'
'She'd dislocated and reset his jaw, over and over. The torture had left him genuinely traumatized. He didn't dare hope for Xu Jiali's forgiveness; he only prayed that, for old times' sake, she would show him mercy and put his jaw back in place.'
Gao Qiang's frantic reaction left the three of them baffled. Despite all his gesturing and miming, they simply couldn't figure out what he was trying to say.
Outside the door, Qin Mei and Xu Jiali watched the group's fruitless exchange. Qin Mei helpfully chimed in, "Ever considered the possibility that my aunt was the one who dislocated his jaw?"
