The village chief froze. Too many people in the village had bought someone; how could he possibly remember them all at once?
But this person... ten years ago, beautiful, surname Qin, a college student.
With these words combined, the village chief wouldn't forget even if he lived for another hundred years.
The other villagers had a deep impression of her as well.
Hearing Wen Ying's words, they turned to Qin Xiang again. "What's your relationship with that bitch?!"
Qin Xiang stared expressionlessly at the woman who had just called her sister a bitch. The woman's body suddenly moved toward Qin Xiang, completely out of her control.
CRACK.
Her neck was snapped in an instant.
"Bitch? You're all bitches! What right do you have to curse and insult her?!"
"She's crazy, she's crazy! This bi—... this woman is completely insane!"
