All the injustices she had suffered, the insults she had endured, unspoken and veiled. She was going to peel away Yan Jiaojiao's facade layer by layer, exposing her dark nature for all to see without any obstruction.,The woman tilted her head slightly, looking at Zhou Shuyue. She just didn't know if she could withstand these relentless barbs. She didn't want to send her father to the hospital with anger on one foot and her mother on the other. That would be too unfilial.,Several people had no appetite for dinner. Zhou Shuyue slumped in her chair, looking dejected. "Chen Ye," she sighed, "Am I such a terrible mother For so many years, I didn't even realize..."。