an xiaowan's hands were clenched tightly by her side, her eyes overflowing with hatred.
"Du yunlan! Dad is still lying in bed. As his wife, it's fine if you don't care about him, but now you're even selling the house he built himself. Can you live with that?"
An Xiaowan could no longer control her emotions.
once again, she felt that du yunlan must have had a hand in her father's accident.
she probably had no feelings for an yanmo at all!
"xiao wan, he can't wake up, how would he know if this house is sold or not?" Du yunlan shook her head. he's lying there, but it's your credit, Xiao Wan.
"Who did this, who knows in their hearts!"
a sense of powerlessness suddenly emerged in an xiaowan's heart.
In the face of reality, she could not do anything.
she had no money, no power, and everything in the an family had nothing to do with her. she couldn't protect her father's house.
