"Sister, I'm just giving you some good advice. Even if you don't want to listen, you don't have to curse me so viciously."
Tang Qingyue pretended to wipe away her tears, and it seemed as if she was really hurt by her words.
This damn Tang Wan, she doesn't want to help that useless waste Tang Jun'an, she doesn't want to be like her mother, being sucked dry by her brother all her life.
Tang Wan was amused by her logic. "When did I ever curse you? Why, you're only allowed to say these words to others, but not to yourself? I'm so sorry, there's no such thing as that in this world."
"Wanwan!" Tang's mother was angry, but she was interrupted before she could even call out her name.
"And you, mother, anyone with a discerning eye would know how Tang Jun'an treated me when I was in the mansion. What can I expect from a man like him? Do I expect him to swallow up all my property and leave me to die alone?"
Every word she spoke was full of wisdom and she spoke at a very fast pace, asking questions one after another, leaving no room for rebuttal.
Tang's mother: "But, but women in this world need the support of men and their families."
"Mother, how much have you helped my uncle privately over the years? Has he ever given you anything in return?" She pointed out the problem directly.
Tang's mother fell silent for a moment.
Her brother not only did not repay her, but also wanted to lie on her and suck her blood.
He is addicted to gambling, lust and money.
Over the years, she didn't know how much she had given him. She didn't take a single cent of the betrothal gift sent by the Tang family.
Now, it has probably been squandered.
However, An'er was someone she had watched grow up. Although he had a bad temper, he was not a bad person by nature.
"Your brother..."
"Are you trying to say my brother is different from other men? He's got that rotten character in his bones. He can't even handle the little things, and you expect him to accomplish big things? I'm afraid if you tell anyone about it, people will laugh their heads off."
Tang Wan smiled, stretched out her slender fingertips, and gently pointed at her temple. The beauty's face should have been beautiful, but now it was more mocking.
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