"So that's how it is," Su Wanwan sneered once more. "Because of your other daughter, who has embarrassed you so much that you can't even go home for the New Year, you don't have anyone to back you up. So, you decided to let your eldest daughter, me, to do it?"
One sarcastic remark after another finally got to Su Yuntang, who picked up a teacup from the bedside table and threw it at her. "Bastard! Leave now! I disown you as my daughter! Get out of here!"
With a "clang", the teacup hit Su Wanwan and fell to the ground, breaking into pieces.
Her thick winter clothes shielded her from any pain, and the cup was empty.
But Jiang Yi still rushed over worriedly. "Wanwan, are you okay?"
Su Wanwan glanced at the shattered ceramic on the floor, lifted her head, forced a smile, and looked at Su Yuntang. "Fine. I'm leaving now."
Then, she turned around and left without looking back.
