"Do you only feel satisfied when all of us are ruined?" In her fury, she carelessly chose words that could hurt Rong Yan, giving Rong Yan no chance to rebut, and spoke as if firing a machine gun, "How could I have a daughter like you? What did I owe you in my last life to deserve you in this one!"
Rong Yan had long been numb to these words and looked directly at Rong Weiwei standing behind her, asking indifferently, "Was it she who told you that today was just a misunderstanding?"
Jiang Meiqi said irritably, "If it's not a misunderstanding, then what? Are you going to say that Weiwei deliberately gave you that spiked drink?"
"What if I say yes?"
Jiang Meiqi, without even thinking, immediately said, "Impossible! Wei is not that kind of person!"
"Even if, for argument's sake, she did something wrong, were you hurt? You weren't, right? As the older sister, can't you be a little more tolerant?"