Zhou Xiao pushed A Miao aside and shouted at Song Baohua, "What do you really want? With A Miao, everything is all right, isn't it? After all I've done for my family, you still lecture me. In the end, who is your daughter?" "Zhou Xiao, please speak less." A Miao tried to pull her, but Zhou Xiao dodged her. She looked at A Miao like she was her enemy. "Shut up, this is our family's business!" A Miao stared blankly, then heard Zhou Xiao's shrill voice. "I knew I shouldn't have brought you back from the orphanage, you unwanted bastard!" "Pa!" Song Baohua's hand stopped in midair, and her lips quivered as she pointed at Xiao Zhou. "How did I get you into this condition? How can you say that?" "Why shouldn't I?" Covering her face, Zhou Xiao let out a scream, and then ruthlessly looked A Miao. "Why are you a rich family's child? Why are you not as ugly and poor as before, and why are you living a better life than me? It's all your fa
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