Her fury was evident as she pointed at Qin Yin, her bright red nails looking like fresh blood, with sharp tips as if she intended to gouge out Qin Yin's eyes.
"You, don't you know that Meng Liang is in poor health? How could you anger him like this, what exactly is your intention? Even if he's not your dad, he's still an elder, he raised you to adulthood, how could you treat him this way?"
Li Yueyi spoke as though she was utterly heartbroken.
Qin Yin curled her lips into a smile, "So now, him raising me is considered a grace, is it?"
"Isn't it? For someone like you, a bastard child, you shouldn't even be alive in this world. He kindly raised you, and you are so ungrateful, now even thinking about harming him?"
Li Yueyi really sounded like she was making perfect sense, but that term "bastard," made Qin Yin feel terrible inside.
