She looked at Qiao Xiguan with cruelty, eyeing her victorious, arrogant pose as if she were an imperious ruler on guard. For a moment, she truly wished she could tear Qiao Xiguan apart, into pieces.
Qiao Xiguan met Ye Mei's gaze, a smile playing on her lips, as tranquil as a breeze passing through softly billowing clouds.
It seemed as if without the slightest effort, everything was within her control.
"Qiao Xiguan!" Ye Mei suddenly shouted her name like a madwoman, then recklessly ran toward the center of the courtroom.
Chaos ensued as everyone watched a woman's inexplicable, frantic behavior.
At this moment, the stationed police officers in the courtroom surged forward, quickly apprehending Ye Mei.
Ye Mei twisted violently as the police restrained her, her hair a tangled mess, her face twisted into something almost ferocious, a look of joint demise on her face. It was a cruel sight, too unbearable to witness.
Qiao Xiguan hadn't expected to drive Ye Mei to such a state.
