บท 1202: 257: Trash, Zhao Xueyin has been thrown out! The rightful heir of the consortium! 4

Zhao Xueyin raised her head to look at Father Zhao. “Who am I? Dragons give birth to dragons, phoenixes give birth to Phoenixes. When you ask me what I Am, why don’t you think about yourself?”

If she was worse than a dog, how could father Zhao be any better?

When the upper beam is not upright, the lower beam is crooked.

Father Zhao took a deep breath. “You! You! You Bastard!”

PA --

Father Zhao was so angry that he lost his mind and directly gave Zhao Xueyin a slap.

Father Zhao didn’t hit women.

Therefore, ever since she was young, Zhao Xueyin had never been hit by Father Zhao.

This was the first time.

Her head was hit so hard that it slanted to the side, and blood seeped out from the corner of her mouth.

“Ha.”