"There have been multiple times I've doubted whether I'm just a tool you gave birth to."
Mei Qiong's voice was sharp and merciless as it struck Li Mu.
Her words burst forth with intense resentment as they leaped from her throat.
She made no attempt to hide it.
It was as if there was no mother-daughter relationship between her and Li Mu, only that of enemies.
"You stand on the moral high ground to accuse us, forcing us to proceed in the direction you've set. But what about you? All these years, apart from guarding your tiny turf, what contributions have you made to this family? You criticize me for not thinking of the family, but what about you? And Mei Yao? Why does she share the same education and environment as me, yet I'm the only one bearing it all?" Just because I was born two years before her?
Mei Qiong yelled these words at Li Mu.
Her gaze toward him was as toxic as poison, threatening to tear her apart immediately.
But the last sentence she said very quietly.
