Jiang Meilin tightly clenched her hands, then suddenly began to laugh, tears streaming down her face. "So, this is how it is. So, this is how my tragedy came to be."
Jian Yanyan was utterly incredulous, sitting there in a daze.
In fact, in this grand family struggle, she was completely just an outsider, yet she was dragged into it by these people.
She found herself laughable.
Whether it was Jiang Meilin's car accident or Ning Yang's car accident, it actually had nothing to do with her, right? But why, when they were causing these accidents, did they have to involve her?
She smiled helplessly.
"Meilin, don't hate your father, don't hate him." The Jiang Family's second uncle said, holding Jiang Meilin's hand.
Jiang Meilin laughed and cried again, "So, all these tragedies of mine are because my father once did so many heartless and immoral things? Is that how it is?"
"Why won't my father return what belongs to others? Why does he have to do this?"
