Ye Anyao subconsciously cried out in fear. "My face!"
Ye Beisheng felt that her slap had been too light. She deliberately sighed and said, "You have taken away all of the shares and assets that my mother left for me. Dear sister, you know that I don't even have tens of thousands with me, but you still pretended to have a miscarriage and are asking for me to pay up to 20 million. You even want to put me in jail if I can't pay the sum.
"How can you still say that you're innocent? Could it be that because I'm the daughter of our father's first wife, you can't stand my existence? Is this why you're trying to get rid of me?"
Didn't Ye Anyao have a habit of pretending to cry and acting like a white lotus b*tch?
Well, Ye Beisheng would use the skills of a white lotus b*tch and force this one to run out of her old tricks.
These words made the nurses who were watching the commotion outside feel indignant, and they started to whisper among themselves.
