Su Xiaowan disregarded Su Yunfang's mournful complaints. She felt a bit dizzy. They were blood brothers, after all. The hatred between them must be so deeply rooted. The thought was enough to send chills down her spine.
Whether Su Xiaowan was listening or not, Su Yunfang let loose her grievances, incapable of stopping. After all these years, she was worn down and even her sanity started to sway.
Through her sobs, she continued, "Sis, did you know? My father's been crippled, his limbs useless. He can't walk anymore, has to be fed by other people. All that's left is a mouth to talk. Ha, is this avenging? Sister, I do feel avenged, true avenging, ha-ha... He will spend the rest of his life laying helplessly on the k'ang. Ha-ha..."
After laughing, Yunfang crazily said to Xiaowan, "Sis, do you know why I insisted on marrying Feng Jianbin? Because if I didn't marry him, my life would be ruined!"
