Song Lianhe was badly injured.
Her hands, in particular, were wrapped up like dumplings. Her body was covered in bruises and scrapes, and there was a large, red, swollen patch on her face as well.
Shuang Ye wiped her tears as she applied the ointment. "How could they be so cruel? Do those people have any humanity at all? No matter what anyone says, you're the General's legitimate daughter…"
"To hell with being the 'legitimate daughter'!"
It was Cao Ying who spoke.
She strode in carrying a basin of hot water, slamming it onto the table with a CLANG. "I think that General Mansion is toxic. Anyone associated with that family is asking for trouble! We're done with being the 'legitimate daughter'! Doesn't that Song Xilan cherish the title so much? Fine! Give it to her!"
