Shanshan reached for the other paper figure. Without hesitation, she copied what she'd done before and turned it into a cloud of blood that dispersed into the air.
Once the spell was complete, Shanshan stared blankly at the tabletop, as though she were trying to see something in it.
Mo Xiaoling went over to Shanshan and cleaned her wound. She carefully put a bandage on it and straightened Shanshan's sleeve before tidying up the other things.
"Is that it? Is it done?" Shanshan asked softly, touching her arm.
"Mm. Black Sis said this is all we have to do. Don't worry," Mo Xiaoling said with a smile. "We'll go check tonight. Are you not going to tell Wu Qiren?"
Shanshan lowered her head. "I don't want to tell him. He... He's already had a hard enough time being with me. He's always been so patient with me, but something like this..."
She knew that what she was doing wasn't quite right, but she couldn't control her hatred. Only after those two were dead and paid for what they'd done would she be able to find peace.
Mo Xiaoling hesitated. "I just think you ought to tell him eventually. You and him aren't just dating for fun. You're planning to stay together, to get married, right? It's not good to keep things from him. You'd be better off being honest. That's just what I think. What you decide is up to you. You'll have to figure it out for yourself."
Shanshan clenched her fingers and grabbed her own arm. "I know..."
That was all she said.
She was in such turmoil that she truly had no idea how to talk to Wu Qiren about it.
When Black Sis returned with Wu Qiren and Liu Liangwang, Shanshan could barely bring herself to