Lin Cuifen Got Beaten Up

"Hate her? Why should I hate her?" Lin Cuifen seemed to find something hilarious, and her eyes were rolling so much that only the whites were left.

"Your performance is a bit over the top," Su Yijia brutally exposed her. "Actually, saying 'hate' isn't quite accurate. It should be jealousy, right? I think you've become so mentally twisted that you've been bullying a helpless infant for the past twenty years to balance out your warped emotions."

"Don't spout nonsense. I just find your mother disgusting! She's from our Lin family too, and doing something like that is a disgrace to our Lin family..."

"Disgrace? Wouldn't it be better to eliminate me, the blemish, rather than keeping it around? You're both envious and hateful, do you think my mother is beautiful and rich, the only daughter, and has enjoyed the love of her parents?" Su Yijia didn't give Lin Cuifen a chance to finish her words and immediately made her own speculations.