Hearing her mother's words, Er Ya was full of sadness.
"Mom, I didn't mean not to come back."
Yan Jie gave her younger daughter a cold glance and said, "If you wanted to come home, you wouldn't choose to stay at school, let alone stay at a classmate's house but not come home."
Speaking of this, Er Ya's eyes were full of hurt, and she couldn't help but voice her question, "Mom, you saw what happened then, it was clearly sister who tore up my book, I didn't do anything wrong, it was sister who did, but you made me apologize to her instead, just how long will you be biased, am I not your daughter too, how can you be like this."
"Hmph... Even if your sister tore up your textbook, so what? Just glue it back together, but you spoke loudly to your sister, that's where you went wrong."
Hearing Yan Jie's words, Yiyi re-evaluated her understanding of this woman.
