"Mo Li, how can you talk about your sister like that," Zhou Jiayi reproached unhappily, "No matter what, Mo Xue is your real sister. Even if you're close with Huo Family's third young master, you shouldn't defame your sister like this!"
"What on earth is going on? Can someone explain to me?" Yin Lizhe spoke, gleaning from his son's and wife's expressions that something was amiss.
"Brother, what did I do wrong? Why are you speaking about me like this?" Seeing Huo Jincheng speak, Yin Moxue, already feeling down, was further aggrieved by her own brother's remarks, causing her tears to fall profusely.
"Mo Xue, why are you crying now? This child, don't listen to your brother. He's just being foolish." Zhou Jiayi had a difficult pregnancy with Yin Moxue, and after Yin Moxue was born, she was weak and ill, so Zhou Jiayi paid a lot of attention to her.
Her most loved was this daughter.
She pampered her more than her two sons.
