Wen Yu smiled softly, but her eyes were desolate. Sure enough, in her heart, I will never be as good as them. Even though I am your biological daughter.
Shen Zhilan's chest rose and fell violently, and the disgust in her eyes almost overflowed. She pointed at Wen Yu and her voice was so sharp that it trembled: "Wen Yu, let me tell you, from the first day you stepped into the Wen family, I have never liked you!"
Wen Yu slowly raised her head, half of her face was red and swollen, and the corners of her mouth were bloodshot, but she smiled: "Really? That's a coincidence, and so am I." She was saying things that were against her will. She used to be so envious of Wen Ling. Shen Zhilan would tell her stories, coax her to sleep, buy her beautiful clothes and stationery, and talk to her gently. She once wished that she was also her mother.
Shen Zhilan was irritated by her attitude. He rushed forward, grabbed her hair, and pulled her back hard. "Pa!" And slapped her again. The force was so strong that Wen Yu fell to the edge of the bed. Her forehead hit the corner of the cabinet, and blood oozed out instantly.
"Who do you think you are?! A bastard that no one wants, you deserve to talk back to me?!" Shen Zhilan's voice was almost squeezed out from between her teeth, and her nails dug into her scalp, "If the old lady hadn't been so soft-hearted, do you think you could have entered the Wen family?!"
Wen Yu's eyes turned dark, but she held on to the edge of the bed and looked up at her. Her eyes were filled with pain and anticipation as she asked, "What if... I am your biological daughter?"
"If you were my biological daughter." She grabbed Wen Yu's neck suddenly, with utter hatred in her eyes, "I will strangle you to death right now!"
Intention: Let's start to torture a little bit
