Chapter 889
Artai felt the coldness bursting from Bai Shiyin's body, his body trembled, and he sat up from the bed.
"Miss, didn't I tell you everything? It was indeed Xu Qingsheng who set fire to death..."
"Shut up!" Before Atai could finish speaking, Bai Shiyin interrupted him coldly.
"Why did Xu Qingsheng imprison you for three years? Firstly, he came to protect you from being killed and silenced. Secondly, he also allowed you to testify against the real murderer! Therefore, Xu Qingsheng did not kill my parents at all.
The murderer!
Also, Xu Qingsheng must have been pretty good to you in the past three years, right? So, you called him Mr. Xu many times yesterday! The reason why he treated you like this is that you must have told him everything you know. So,
, tell me everything again now!"
Artai looked at Bai Shiyin, his eyes flashing: "Aren't you and him a couple? Wouldn't it be better if you just asked him directly?"
Bai Shiyin's voice became even colder: "I'm asking you now!"
Artai's legs dropped to the ground, he leaned close to Bai Shiyin, and whispered: "Since you want to know, then I will tell you..."
However, before he finished speaking, he pushed Bai Shiyin hard, jumped out of bed, and walked towards the door.
When Bai Shiyin came in, she didn't lock the door, so Artai saw the right moment and wanted to run out from the door.
Bai Shiyin was pushed away by him, and the wheelchair hit the wall behind and stopped.
When she saw Artest trying to run, she snorted coldly, stood up from the wheelchair, and took a step forward to get behind Artest.
She grabbed one of his upper arms and twisted it back violently. At the same time, she fiercely grabbed his back with her other hand.
His back was full of wounds, and Artest screamed in pain.
Bai Shiyin pinched his arm and swung him back, causing Atai to fall to the ground. Bai Shiyin stepped forward and kicked Atai in the stomach, causing him to roll on the ground in pain.
He was stunned and looked at Bai Shiyin in disbelief: "You, your legs..."
Bai Shiyin said coldly: "Artai, I'll give you another chance to tell me the truth! You should know that Bai Xincheng can't tolerate you anymore, and now only I can keep you!"
"Little Miss, I don't want to die, can you really save me?"
Artai certainly knows that if it weren't for Bai Shiyin, he would have been dead yesterday. He knows better than anyone how cruel and ruthless Bai Xincheng is!
"Tell me the truth!" Bai Shiyin kicked him and said coldly.
"Okay, miss, I'm telling you, let me get up first, it will hurt me too much."
Artest said.
Bai Shiyin raised her feet and stood aside, letting Atai get up from the ground.
Artai struggled, got up from the ground, pretended to pat the dirt on his body, raised his head, and said: "Miss..."
Before he finished speaking, he punched Bai Shiyin fiercely.
He thought clearly that whether he said it or not, he probably wouldn't survive today. But now only Bai Shiyin was here to knock her down. As long as he ran out of this house, he would survive.
It's better to die than live, he hasn't lived enough yet!
Bai Shiyin sneered, "A Tai, you must have forgotten my identity!"
While she was talking, she grabbed Atai's wrist with a bang and flipped it up. With a click, she broke Atai's wrist.
Then she flew up with a kick, and Artest was kicked out by her and hit the single bed behind him.
His waist hit the edge of the bed, almost breaking his waist.
Bai Shiyin stepped forward, picked him up, and punched him in the stomach several times!
The corners of her lips curled up slightly: "Uncle Artai, do you remember my identity now?"
Artest was so painful that he was sweating all over. Only then did he remember that Bai Shiyin, this woman who looked as delicate and frail as a lily, was actually the national women's Sanda champion!
Chapter completed!