I've been waiting outside anxiously.

Seeing Yun Feili come out, Mrs. Yun hurriedly greeted her, "Feli, how are Raorao?"

Yun Feili looked at the worried old lady.

If it weren't for the two lost lives of Yunmiao and Yun Qing, who had not been before, and seeing Mrs. Yun's expression at the moment, no one would have believed that she could do such a cruel thing.

Mrs. Yun was stared at Yun Feili's eyes and asked in a panic, "What's going on in Rao Rao? Feili, you're talking!"

Yun Feili lowered his eyes, "Grandma, what are you doing for..."

Mrs. Yun's heart suddenly tightened, "What's for what? Fei Li, what are you talking about..."

Yun Feili's tone was cold, "Aunt Yunmiao is your biological daughter. When you lost her in her childhood, you finally found her. Shouldn't you double the compensation and love?"

"But what did you and grandpa do?!"

"For the sake of a cloud screen, you ignore her, hurt her, abandon her, and kill her..."

"Even for Yun Huaping's daughter, you and your grandfather can be cruel and heartless, and ignore her daughter for so many years..."

After all the Yun family has been doing so many years, how could that girl have lived so hard when she was alive?

How could it be gone at a young age?

The blood on Mrs. Yun's face faded away in an instant, and even her lips trembled.

Yun Feili's cold and sharp questioning continued.

"You clearly know that the second aunt's death is unrelated to the second uncle! Why do you still treat Rao Rao so cruelly?!"

"Aunt Yunmiao and Yun Qing didn't grow up by your side. You don't like them... But didn't Rao Rao grow up when you watched you grow up?"

"How can you bear to drive her crazy alive?"

"She is only thirteen years old..."

Yun Feili took a deep breath.

Maybe he was so angry that this noble young man from a noble family didn't even want his demeanor.

"What kind of virtue do you and grandpa deserve the lives of all the daughters of the Yun family to fulfill their glory and wealth?!"

The last question was like a cold knife, stabbing straight into the weakest part of Mrs. Yun’s heart.

Mrs. Yun staggered back two steps. If it weren't for the servants of the Yun family who had supported him in time, Mrs. Yun would have fallen directly to the ground.

She opened her old and turbid eyes wide and looked at Yun Feili with trembling body, as if she couldn't believe that her beloved grandson would one day ask her so coldly.

Mrs. Yun was poked into the heartache and broke out, "What can I do?! The palms and backs of hands are all flesh, but the screen is the child I raised! A Miao..."

When talking about Yunmiao, Mrs. Yun burst into tears in an instant, "I also want to compensate A Miao, but she is incompatible with Huaping. For the sake of Bo Xiuyao, the two of them are in the same state!"

"Huaping has liked Bo Xiuyao since she was a child. She worked hard for that man for more than ten years and was willing to do anything! In her first twenty years of life, she dreamed of marrying that man."

"But since A Miao returned to Yun's house, Bo Xiuyao has never looked at her directly again. He even was so cruel that he destroyed the screen with his own hands!"

"When the screen was crazy, I sent a text message to Bo Xiuyao, hoping that the man could come to see her, but the other party refused to satisfy her even the request..."

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