At this moment.
Yang Tao realized she had been deceived.
Her once pained expression was now full of anger.
Although her mother was still alive.
But in her heart, it was far more unbearable than death.
She thought she couldn't accept her parents' favoritism towards boys over girls.
Now it seems.
There was something more.
It was the deceit her parents used against her life and death.
She looked at her mother angrily: "Do you find this meaningful?"
Wang Chunhua snorted coldly: "How else could we make you willingly come back?"
Saying this, she glanced at the black Mercedes at the door and then strode forward.
Jiang Xueyao and Xu Wendong also got out of the car one after another.
Normally, upon seeing Yang Tao's mother, both would have been very polite, but they had heard the conversation between Yang Tao and her mother.
They also knew that Yang Tao had never been welcomed at home, so both felt sorry for this girl from the bottom of their hearts.
