"Get out, all of you! I don't want to see you anymore," Gu Fenghua said with extreme hatred. "Get out————"
"Fenghua..."
"I'm sorry, little mom." Di Lingzhi bowed his head in apology. "It really wasn't intentional, I never thought of hurting Zhifeng..."
"I just don't understand." At this moment, Maomao spoke up excitedly, "The child in my stomach was clearly killed by Di Zhifeng. She's a murderer; she killed your grandson. Yet you remain indifferent. Now that she's been shot, you're all so agitated. Just who is your biological child? Could it be that my brother isn't your biological child and Di Zhifeng is??"
"Shut up," Di Canghai hastily admonished. "Who gave you the right to speak?"
"Why can't she speak?" Di Lingzhi defended Maomao. "She's not wrong. Zhifeng caused the death of my child; it's normal for her to resent her."
"Di Lingzhi..."
