Death Rollback: a Slap in the Face at the Beginning and a Counterattack

Hua Mengyao hugged Wang Fang's arm and smiled sweetly: "Sister Fang, is she the burden you mentioned?" "That's not true." Wang Fang snorted coldly, "You're still in my twenties, eating and drinking from me, and now you dare to play tricks on me." Zhao Zixuan raised her head, and the rain dripped into her eyes, which hurt a little. She didn't wipe it, just stared at Wang Fang: "Let me ask you, where are the things my parents left behind?"