Sure enough, as soon as she finished speaking, Han Yichen's complexion turned even darker.
"Is that so? Why is it that I remember that every time Ziyan dirtied her clothes, you asked Ruochen to wash them for her? That's not all. You even made her bring all kinds of traditional medicines that could have made Ziyan feel better. Regardless of whether it was raining or it was winter. You just asked Ruochen to follow Ziyan like she was her little maid instead of her elder sister! And when I objected, you said that the two of them were sisters and this was how it was for every other family, now that it is Ruochen's turn, suddenly, your own words don't count?"
"How is that the same?"
