Zhao Yanping started crying aloud, and the child in her arms joined in, crying weakly like a little kitten.
Yanli grew anxious. "Is this how you want to live from now on?"
Zhao Yanping cried even more aggrievedly. Now their cries echoed throughout the house.
Yanli heard sounds of things smashing and banging next door.
"Just tell me, do you still want to live like this? If you do, I'll leave right now and consider you no longer my sister for the rest of my life.
If you don't want to live this way, we are here for you, our siblings will definitely help you get justice."
Yanli's voice was full of anger and urgency.
"Xiao Li, I've had enough, really had enough. They don't care about me, they even don't consider Daya as part of the Xiang family."
"Why are you crying? Spineless. Pack your things. If they don't recognize Daya, I will, as her aunt."
