"Damn it, host, are you crazy?! Mu Fan should not have any evidence to arrest you. Wouldn't you fall into the trap and take the initiative to come to your door? You should know that Mu Fan has always been selfless. Once what you do is exposed or admits it yourself, Mu Fan will definitely bring you to justice." 114 was really scared by Yan Bai's answer. Its host always did not follow the routine, and every time it did something beyond its expectations. If this continues, it feels that it is the one who is crazy first.

Yan Bai heard 114 screaming in his head, but did not answer, but just smiled and walked towards Mu Fan step by step until he stood in front of Mu Fan. Mu Fan was as tall as Ji Baimo. Yan Bai stood in front of Mu Fan, and his height formed a sharp contrast. One was tall and upright, and the other was small and exquisite.

"She admitted it, she admitted it! Take her away, she is the devil. As long as she disappears, no innocent people will be harmed." Yan Yujiao, who lost her glasses, became extremely sensitive. When she heard what Yan Bai said, she was overjoyed. She felt that her great revenge could be avenged. Yan Bai dug out the revenge of her eyes, and now she is about to be repaid. When she spoke, Yan Yujiao's voice was sharp and a little harsh. At least Mu Fan felt it. He frowned invisibly, but didn't say anything, and looked at Yan Bai in front of him silently.

The girl in front of her stood in the sunlight. The light reflected by the sunlight spread over Yan Bai's black pupils, instantly making her eyes a little transparent, like a cat's pupil, as transparent as glass, very beautiful.

"I am indeed not a good person, I am a bad person, probably the kind of evil person who should not be born in this world." Yan Bai's light pink lips slightly pursed and raised upwards. Her eyes fell on Yan Yujiao, with a little sarcasm and sneer in her eyes, and her voice was hoarse in her illness, but for no reason she felt a bit confusing.

"I am indeed pretending, just like Yujiao said, I am a very hypocritical person, I am not kind, I am not a saint, I hate Yan Yujiao, and I hate Yang Haimei very much. They killed my mother and wanted to kill me. I lived until now with breathing."

Yan Bai lowered his eyes, his voice sounded light, but the content gradually became heavier.

"Provoking people in the school to oppress me and commit school violence on me. No one will help me, forcing me to almost collapse. When I returned home, I was like an orphan. My mother died, my father and brother were already someone else's. I knew the truth about my mother's death, but no one believed me. Who would believe a young child? Then they designed me to wander to the den of human and traffickers. A place closest to hell was filled with blood and violence. If I were disobedient, I was beaten and served with whip marks and cigarette butt marks. I don't know who could come to save me, nor do I know if I could live until tomorrow. It was like a piece of rootless duckweed, who could only wait for the death of loneliness."

Speaking of this, Yan Bai suddenly felt her heart twitching, and she felt a little aggrieved. This was not her feelings, but it seemed more like the emotions of the original owner of this body. It was extremely real. Yan Bai, the original owner of the body, did not expect anyone to save her, and died lonely and desperately, just like her.
Chapter completed!