"Jinghui, you…"
"Second Madam Rong, you don't need to say anymore." Rong Jinghui coldly interrupted Hua Qingmei. "You know very well how you have treated me since I was young."
"I…" Hua Qingmei still wanted to argue.
"I will always remember that when I was young, I couldn't recite the English version of the Bible as fluently as my second brother because I couldn't memorize dozens of names at the age of three. What kind of names did you scold me? You called me useless. You locked me up and gave me a piece of bread only when I could recite an entire page."
