"Chen Feitang, do you still have a conscience? Tell me, do you still have a conscience? What right do you have to say that Feibai deserved this? Your actions harmed him to this extent, and still, he took the blame for you, the main culprit. Chen Feitang, how can you have the face to say such harsh words to Chen Feitang?" Chen Feibai's mother scolded the young woman in anger.
"It's the truth! He deserved it!" Chen Feitang covered her face as tears fell. "He wanted to get me eliminated first! He deserved it!"
"That's enough!" Chen Shanhe scolded angrily. "Get Out! Get Out!"
"No matter what, you can't hit my child!" Chen Feitang's mother hugged her daughter; her heart ached.
"Enough!" Chen Shanjin pulled his wife and daughter backward. "These two children are not in a good mood right now. It's not a good time for them to meet. Let's wait for Feibai to finish his treatment before we let them see each other again."