Snapped!

Lin Yiran raised her trembling hand and slapped Gao Rourou on the face.

She grabbed Gao Rourou's clothes tightly, despair and anger merged in her heart, and she almost used all her strength to push Gao Rourou aside.

Gao Rourou, whose center of gravity was unstable, fell to the ground. She touched her somewhat red and swollen cheeks and just laughed a few times, "You can hit her, as long as you feel relieved. Do you want me to help you dig out your mother's ashes? Let me help you."

Are you venting your anger?"

Lin Yiran leaned weakly on the table and threw all the documents on the table to the ground.

Even a slap in the face to Gao Rourou cannot replace the mother who was killed by them.

Her mother is innocent!

Do they selfishly deprive others of their lives for the sake of a better life?

Lin Yiran gritted her teeth, and an uncontrollable anger flashed in her eyes: "Why did you kill my mother! Aren't you afraid of retribution!"

Every word Gao Rourou said was like a sharp sword, piercing her heart fiercely.

The cause of her mother's death eroded her heart bit by bit.

She actually lived with the murderer for many years, and even almost called the murderer her mother under the threat of her father.

She actually lived under the same roof with her mother's murderer for many years...

Lin Yiran leaned against her desk, her face pale, and she could no longer control her emotions at this moment.

Her tears seemed to be broken, dripping down her cheeks and onto the back of her hands.

Gao Rourou sat on the ground all the time. Lin Yiran was as desperate as she imagined when she learned the truth.

The darkness in her eyes was bottomless, and she continued to challenge with a smile, "Do you think dad cares about you? He left the Lin family's old house to me! He didn't give you anything, so he suffered retribution.

It’s him!”

"Get out...leave the Lin Group, I don't want to see you again in my life..."

Lin Yiran gritted her back molars, her back to Gao Rourou, not wanting to look back at this woman again.

Even if they share half the same blood, she can't forgive them.

It was Gong Meimei who killed her mother with her own hands. This hatred was deeply engraved in her heart and she would never forget it for the rest of her life.

Gao Rourou stood up slowly and snorted coldly at Lin Yiran: "Do you still want daddy's ashes?"

"want."

Lin Yiran almost squeezed out this simple word from her throat.

She turned around and stared at Gao Rourou, her face so gloomy that it made people feel scared.

"Do you still think he is your father?" Gao Rourou was a little shocked. After revealing these truths, why did Lin Yiran still insist on getting her father's ashes back?

Lin Yiran's lips trembled slightly, and her breathing became rapid, "Let him and the murderer be buried together for the rest of their lives. Don't dirty my mother's cemetery."

Such a man had the mother and daughter under his control.

After so many years, Lin Yiran has always believed that the relationship between her father and Gong Meimei only started after her mother passed away.

How dare she think that even Gao Rourou is his father's child!

Now that I think about it, my father's partiality at that time was all natural.

Gao Rourou fights for her things. Besides giving them all to Gao Rourou, does she have any other choice?


Chapter completed!