Second shift has started.
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Listening to her younger daughter's accusations against her and favoritism towards her husband, Liu Jinli was so furious that she trembled all over, grabbing the ashtray beside her and hurling it at her younger daughter.
Li Xinli, accustomed to this kind of violence, slightly dodged her body, avoiding the heavy ashtray, which landed with the sound of shattering glass and ash sprinkled everywhere.
"Lili, how can you treat mom like this?" Li Xinlan glared at her sister and instructed, "Go find something to clean up, so no one gets hurt."
"You have hands, why can't you sweep it yourself?" Li Xinli snorted coldly, hugged her book, and returned to her room. Tears unconsciously welled up at the moment she closed the door.
