Yu Yao walked over to the corner of the stairs and didn't miss hearing Yu Jue's words.
The Yu family no longer trusted and doted on Yu Wan unconditionally. As Yu Wan's enemy, she should have felt happy, but at this moment, Yu Yao only felt a biting irony.
It seemed that the Yu family were not fools who were deceived by Yu Wan. They clearly knew Yu Wan's true colors, but they had allowed Yu Yao to be framed by her anyway.
To give Yu Wan a sense of security, they had mercilessly sent the innocent Yu Yao to the mental hospital.
Such cold and cruel kinship should have been thrown into the garbage already, and it should be classified as harmful trash!
Yu Yao's room was on the fourth floor of the villa. It had originally been a storage room.
Her belongings were pitifully few, too. Only a few sweat suits were hanging in her closet. She couldn't even fill up a small-sized suitcase.
