The old mistress looked at Ye Yuwei with hatred in her eyes.
Ye Yuwei pretended that she could not see the look she was giving her. After all, she was used to it as Gu Juexi had often stared at her that way.
"Ye Yuwei, get out of our house now. Take a good look at yourself. What right do you have to be a part of our family?" The old lady growled with a menacing look on her face.
The whispers of the servants could be heard downstairs.
Ye Yuwei clenched her hand tightly. For the past three years, she had meticulously prepared the old mistress' birthday gifts herself.
However, in the end she was only regarded as garbage to the old mistress.
Ye Yuwei felt ridiculed. All these years of effort she had put in to please the old mistress and all she got was 'Take a good look at yourself. What right do you have to be a part of our family?'
