"In eighteen years, you will never experience such guilt, self-blame and loneliness..." Nangong Bei's voice was self-deprecating,
"Nangong Bei, you are the least qualified to speak, shut up!"
Mother Qiuyue said angrily to Nangong,
"Qiuyue, Nangongxuan's incident happened because of me, but you asked my eldest brother to cut off contact with me for eighteen years. You are too cruel!"
Nangong Bei's voice was full of resentment,
"No one can tolerate you, you damn shemale, coveting my husband, bah! From now on, I will never have anything to do with you!"
Mother Qiuyue’s words are fast, cruel, and absolutely perfect!
"This time, I will never let my brother abandon me again..."
Nangong Bei said to Qiu Yueniang equally firmly,
"Get out of here!"
Mother Qiuyue sneered at Nangong Bei angrily,
Seeing the two people starting to quarrel again, Nangong's father was helplessly tangled in his handsome eyebrows, twisting them together...
Yaoyao took a breath and finally couldn't help but said:
"You all shut up!"
After Yaoyao yelled so unreasonably, the two angry people glared at each other in unison and snorted again,
Yaoyao sniffed and said seriously:
"Hearing this, I understood three messages! First, my biological brother, Nangong Xuan, died eighteen years ago..."
As soon as Yaoyao said this, Mother Qiuyue's eyes immediately turned red. It was obvious that her face was covered with grief...
Nangong Bei lowered his head with a guilty conscience, like a child who had done something wrong.
"Second point, it seems that my uncle has some special feelings for my father, which led to the tragedy of my brother's accident eighteen years ago?"
Yaoyao's words have a somewhat uncertain meaning.
However, the three parties present looked at each other with complicated expressions.