An Chuxue really couldn’t take it anymore, her ti was truly precious, wasn’t it? She really didn’t have the leisure to accompany these two people in discussing whether they liked Su Xingyan or not.
So, An Chuxue directly beckoned to Han Yan with her finger: "You, co here."
Han Yan was startled for a mont, looking towards An Chuxue, unsure if An Chuxue was calling her.
An Chuxue nodded towards Han Yan, signaling her to co over.
Han Yan wasn’t sure what An Chuxue wanted to do, but she knew she couldn’t offend An Chuxue, especially since An Chuxue had a good relationship with Han Jing, soone she couldn’t afford to offend.
Han Yan had no choice but to stand up and walk over.
For convenience, Han Yuxiao was reclining on the soft couch, with An Chuxue sitting beside her.
Only now did Han Yan notice that since she ca in, Han Yuxiao had been lying down and hadn’t done her makeup.
This wasn’t in line with Han Yuxiao’s character; Han Yuxiao was always vain. She wouldn’t possibly see guests like this.
Han Yan faintly felt that sothing wasn’t right.
At this ti, An Chuxue pulled back the thin blanket covering Han Yuxiao, revealing her right arm that was still in a splint. She carefully removed the splints, then cut open the bandages, revealing Han Yuxiao’s snow-white arm and a twisted and horrific wound.
For won, any scar or blemish on their body is ugly, which is why Han Jing’s birthmark on her face had been ridiculed for so many years.
Han Yan could hardly believe her eyes. She knew Han Yuxiao too well; how could she tolerate such a scar on her body?
An Chuxue looked at the shocked Han Jing and pointed at the alarming wound, saying: "Her arm was chopped off here by soone. Do you know what happened?"
Han Yan instinctively shook her head.
An Chuxue kindly explained to her: "It was thanks to your so-called Prince Ling, on the battlefield, your Prince Ling personally pushed her towards the enemy’s butcher’s knife. She was unfortunately chopped off an arm and survived, which could be considered a big fortune. However, now, even if this arm is reattached, it is pretty much useless."
An Chuxue was not at all aware that she was poking at Han Yuxiao’s sore spot. Such a sore spot should be revealed bloodily so Han Yuxiao could soberly rember how she got the injury.
"So," An Chuxue looked at Han Yan: "Do you think she would help soone who made her lose an arm? Or if it were you, if Prince Ling stabbed you, would you still praise him for a job well done?"
Han Yan stared wide-eyed in disbelief, looking at Han Yuxiao’s face, now devoid of any will to live, she knew An Chuxue wasn’t scaring her, everything she said was true, otherwise, Han Yuxiao wouldn’t...
Her instinctual reaction was to shake her head, staggering back a few steps, losing her balance, and falling to the ground.
She was completely dumbfounded. Su Xingyan, he not only kicked away his own child, causing Qian’er not to be able to give birth anymore, he, he also caused Han Yuxiao to lose an arm...
Qian’er was just a maid, even if she died, it might not be noteworthy, but, but Han Yuxiao grew up with Su Xingyan since childhood as childhood sweethearts, Han Yuxiao liked him for so many years, how, how could he be so cruel...
And she, she was with such a demon...
Han Yan was trembling uncontrollably all over, Su Xingyan, was he still human?
He was simply a beast!
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