Shi Rusong's face also turned cold.
As he looked at the unyielding Shi Yiqing, a cold light filled his eyes.
By now, if he still couldn't see that he had been blind in choosing the wrong person, then all the years he had lived were in vain.
"Dad…"
Shi Yiqing began weakly, her voice tinged with a sob, "I didn't mean to say it like that, I was just too angry, I didn't mean to doubt that you treated me badly…"
Wei Lan scoffed coldly, "You didn't doubt that we treated you badly? The words you just spoke, were they forced out of you because I held a knife to your throat?"
"We've treated you with nothing but sincerity, but look at you - this is how you see us in your heart. If you think that I am only using you, then you..."
Before she could finish, Shi Yiqing threw herself towards her, clutching her thighs and wailing, "Mom, I really didn't mean it."
