The teacup shattered, frightening Ji Mengran into taking a step back. The hot tea splattered onto her slippers, while the glass fragments scattered across the floor.
Ji Mengran raised her eyes in disbelief. "You'll only listen to Ji Nuan's words. You won't even listen to my explanation?"
"Is there a need for an explanation?" Ji Hongwen's expression was frigid. "You are my daughter. How can I not know your character? Back when Ji Nuan was about to marry Mo Jingshen, you already threw a tantrum with me over it. From then on, I've always known that you have thoughts about your own brother-in-law! Because you are my daughter, I gave you face and didn't expose you. You are the one who stirred up this trouble! No one else can be blamed!"
Ji Mengran looked as though she had heard a joke. "You knew how I felt, yet you still gave all the things I liked to Ji Nuan! How could you be so biased?"
