Hearing this, Sang Qiao's red lips curved into a faint smile, her palm-sized face radiantly expressive as she chuckled, "I'm not moved, even if they died in front of me I might not blink an eye."
This statement undoubtedly struck straight to the heart of Grandma Su, who could never have imagined that the tender-hearted girl who once protected her brothers would become so ruthless.
"But..."
"There are no buts. I've done the same for them, even more. In this world, not everything can go their way just because they wish it."
Sang Qiao spoke with extreme seriousness, her clear eyes containing a coldness.
Grandma Su secretly wiped away tears with her hands, her heart aching for Qiaoqiao. She had thought that if the Sang Family sincerely repented, Qiaoqiao would naturally forgive them, and then the family would live in harmony.
But at this moment, all her thoughts were overturned, Qiaoqiao was even more ruthless than she had imagined.
