And Ye Chengyuan? He trembled as he pointed at Ye Weiwei, "You little wretch! Look at what you've done to your sister! Aren't you going to apologize to her? Do you really want me to use my connections to kick you out of North City?"
Ye Weiwei sneered, "Go ahead, Mr. Ye. If you want to act, then act. It doesn't bother me. It's not like it's the first time you've tortured me—you've broken me so many times, I'm used to it!"
Ye Chengyuan stomped his foot sharply, "You beast! What nonsense are you talking about? Torture you? When have we ever tortured you? From the time you were small, haven't we always cherished you?"
"Oh yes, cherished me. That's why, starting in elementary school, I had to work to pay my own tuition. By middle school, I couldn't go home. In high school, I even took beatings for Ye Chuchu. Truly, such love!" Ye Weiwei let out a sharp laugh, increasingly astonished by her own parents.
To reach this level of shamelessness, she almost admired them.