No wonder Yhan Xi felt so imbalanced; in her eyes, Su Yu had nothing to offer. Why should she be favored by Gong Ting?
Father Yhan was furious, grabbing a decorative vase from the coffee table and hurling it at Yhan Xi, "How did I raise such a useless thing like you? Do you intend to be the woman behind him, as a mistress or a lover? How are you placing the Yhan Family's reputation?"
Yhan Xi dodged the vase, yet was soaked by the water splashing from it. She wiped the droplets from her face and retorted, "Five years ago, I refrained from fighting for the sake of the Yhan Family's reputation. Five years later, must I still not live for myself?"
"You ingrained troublemaker!" Father Yhan was trembling with anger, picking up a fruit platter from the coffee table and throwing it at her. The fruits scattered on the ground as Yhan Xi caught the platter, placing it back on the table.
