Being so directly rejected by Qiao Ying, Che Yali was unable to save face, "Xiaoying, are you saying that if your aunt were beaten to death here, you wouldn't even extend a hand to help her, am I right?"
"Aunt, can you stop being unreasonable?" Che Yali frowned deeply, "This is a hospital, not our home. If you really consider me your niece, don't make things difficult for me."
"Sis, aren't you too eager to turn your back on us?" Jiang Meixiang stepped in front of Che Yali, glaring directly at Qiao Ying, her eyes full of anger.
Che Yali hurriedly pulled her back, "Meixiang, how can you talk to your sister like that?"
"Mom, why do you always indulge her?" Jiang Meixiang shook off Che Yali's hold, "No matter how well she marries, she won't help us. You're the elder, do you have to flatter her?"
