The disdainful gaze painfully struck Dong Yingluo.
She shouted, "You're not me, how could you possibly understand! You don't know how despairing it is to be ridiculed at home without anyone to love you!"
Ji Yebai glanced at her and casually said, "Maybe I don't understand, but if I really couldn't endure it, I would choose to run away from home instead of killing my own parents in a twisted fashion!"
"Haha, they deserved it! It's their retribution!"
"And aren't you the same right now? Dong Yingluo, the taste of being imprisoned doesn't feel good, does it?"
Ji Yebai's cold voice nearly drove Dong Yingluo to collapse.
"I curse you all, may you die a horrible death! You've ruined me so badly, even if the retribution doesn't fall on you as a couple of worthless bastards, it will on your children!" Dong Yingluo's face twisted as she screamed hoarsely.
"Bang!"
Ji Yebai picked up a chair and smashed it against the glass window.
