After scolding Yan Xingzhou, she started aiming her verbal guns at Mrs. Yan.
"Mrs. Yan, you've always looked down on our He Family, haven't you."
"Indeed, our He Family's actions are not very decorous, clinging to the Yan Family just for a smidgen of past favor!"
"Always asking for money, always wanting jobs, we're just like bloodsucking leeches that can't be shaken off or torn away!"
"Every time Mrs. Yan sees our family at your doorstep, you must feel sick to your stomach, and you've probably cursed us behind our backs for having no shame."
"Really, you don't have to suffer like this, just say it if you dislike us. Like me, I think Yan Xingzhou is just a good-for-nothing living off his parents, and I'm not afraid to say it out loud."
"Mrs. Yan, look at yourself, clearly disliking our family but still putting on a warm facade; must be hard, isn't it—"
Tiantian believed she was just speaking the truth.
