The taste of this is unbearable.
Tong Yan took a deep breath, digging her fingertips into the palm of her hand to calm herself down.
After thanking Uncle Li, she strode into the house, ready to... settle the score.
Tong Yan walked to the hall and saw Su Guoqiang and the others sitting on the sofa, seemingly discussing something intensely.
"Yanyan, why are you here?" Su Guoqiang's expression stiffened, seemingly surprised to see her.
Tong Yan sneered, "This is my home; why can't I come?"
Lin Jiaojiao, with a bruised face, shouted sharply, "Tong Yan, you little bitch, how dare you hit me, hit me, see how I deal with you!"
Seeing her reminded Tong Yan of the embarrassing incident at the hospital, a feeling she couldn't swallow down.
"Finally stopped pretending? Ready to tear off the masks?" Tong Yan mocked, "That's good, saves me from feeling disgusted."
