Du Jiayi was furious too. Normally, she didn't dare to express her dissatisfaction. But today, she had enough. She felt that if she didn't say anything, she would really go crazy.
She threw her phone on the sofa. Du Jiayi, who was wearing an A-line skirt and a suit jacket, lost all her elegance. She retorted loudly, "Mom, do you have to stir up trouble every day?"
"Did Dad and I kill Uncle? No! Uncle was the one who courted death. You can't blame anyone! That's right, Uncle is your younger brother, but what about me? I'm your biological daughter. I'm the daughter you gave birth to after carrying me for ten months. Is your biological daughter inferior to your brother?
"What about Dad? Dad is your husband and the father of your two children. You quarrel with Dad every day and blame Dad for not saving Uncle. Do you really want to sacrifice our entire family to exchange for Uncle's life?