"Don't call me that. You calling my name makes me want to vomit."
Li Qianxue's words were harsh and merciless. She looked at Su Chenghui and pointed at the door. "Get out. Get out of here."
"Qianxue, do you have to do this? Can't we talk things out?"
"Talk things out? Who wants to talk things out with you? Did you talk things out with Qingsang?"
Li Qianxue hated Su Peizhen whenever she thought of the deeds that Su Peizhen had done and the grievances that Su Qingsang had suffered.
"Okay, since you want to talk things out, I'll talk things out with you. You'll also know what deeds your precious daughter had done."
With a cold face, she suppressed the anger in her heart and briefly told him what Su Peizhen had done a few days ago. She was satisfied to see Su Chenghui's expression change.
"Qianxue, what did you say?" Could it be true?
