"For nothing, don't be self-willed." Tao Jiazhi said: "Even if the cloakroom is yours now, my sister has more clothes than you. It's okay to use your cloakroom."
Ji Feifei also said contemptuously: "Yes, you have so few clothes, you can't hang on a wall, why don't you let me use the cloakroom."
Ji Bai glanced at her clothes on a hill, and suddenly asked Tao Jiazhi: "It's all your daughter, why do I have fewer clothes than Ji Fei?"
"This..." Tao Jiazhi was also questioned by her, but he couldn't say anything.
Ji Bai said indifferently: "I will answer for you, because every time you take Ji Fei to go shopping for clothes, you never think that you have a daughter. No, you don't even think of her as your own daughter, right."
"What are you talking about!" Tao Jiazhi said excitedly after being pricked at the heart, "Did Mom and Dad treat you badly? Have you abused you!"
Jibai sneered and said, "So you think that if you didn't abuse me, you just treated me well?"
