“I didn’t,” Huo Chenyu explained.

"Oh, you've got a mouth now? But you're not being honest. Don't tell me you don't hate my mom. To be honest, I'm her biological daughter, and I hate her too, because in your heart, she's a morally corrupt mistress who broke up other people's families. So my sister and I are destined to never be able to hold our heads up in front of you. And her too. She's always doted on you since you were little. You think she's trying to ruin you, but actually, she wants to make it up to you. She's atoning for her sins."

There are many things I've wanted to say for a long time.

I just never had the chance.

Of course, it's also because Huo Yancheng didn't have the guts.

He didn't know if his brother truly cared about the family or considered them one of his own.

Huo Chenyu's heart was touched, and he explained calmly:

"Your parents' feud has nothing to do with you and me. You and Sitang have no need to feel guilty towards me."

Huo Yancheng went on a rampage on the spot:

"Just because you say it's unnecessary doesn't mean it's unnecessary. You're almost thirty years old. If you think Dad is morally corrupt, Mom is hypocritical, and my sister and I aren't as close as Jiang Mian who's always by your side, then just say it! Go argue with them! Go get justice for your mother! What are you waiting for?"

Unexpectedly, this brat has quite a bad temper.

Huo Chenyu stepped forward and covered his mouth:

“We can talk about family matters another day. I got angry with your sister-in-law today just because I felt that she didn’t dare to tell me directly about such a small thing. If there is no trust between husband and wife, then what is my love for her?”

I see.

Huo Yancheng pointed to his hand, and after Huo Chenyu let go, he chuckled sheepishly:

"Brother, to say something you may not like to hear, the fact that a woman doesn't dare to act up in front of you only proves one thing."

Huo Chenyu asked seriously:

"Which point?"