Zhuang Jiaoyang was furious and cursed, "You old fool, you're kicking me out, huh? Sooner or later, you'll regret it."
Everyone was stunned by her words and looked at her in disbelief. Has she gone mad?
The old man's face was livid, his eyes like gathering ice.
Suddenly a figure stepped forward and slapped her across the face with a "slap".
"How dare you hit me!" Zhuang Jiaoyang shouted angrily, trying to hit back.
"Slap" — another slap landed.
"Zhuang Jiaoyang, enough is enough! No one here owes you anything, especially Mom and Dad, who brought you into this world and provided you a life of luxury. Everything that's happened today is your own doing, you can't blame others."
Zhuang Jiaoyang, embarrassed and angry, lunged at Kong Lizhen, "Bitch, bitch, it's all because of you, all because of you!"
Seeing her like this, the Zhuang Family was utterly disappointed in her, hoping that out of sight meant out of mind.
