"That stinky girl, she actually didn't leave a single penny at home!"
"It's all because of you, this burden. If it weren't for you clinging to my daughter, I would have sold her for a good price long ago!"
Su He had just stepped inside, not even reaching the room, when she heard a shrill scolding voice coming from inside.
She frowned and walked to the entrance of the room.
There stood a plainly dressed woman by the bed, pointing at the child curled up on it.
The moment Su He appeared, Sang Yuxuan saw her.
She had not been crying, but as soon as she saw Su He, she started to shed tears.
"Wuu... Aunt Su..."
Upon seeing her cry, Chen Jinmeng grew even more furious: "Dead girl, what are you crying about..."
She picked up the small bedside lamp, ready to smash it over, but just as she lifted her hand, it was grabbed from behind, leaving it frozen mid-air.