"Shen'er, how could you say such a thing? How could I possibly betray your father and the Sang Family?"
Mrs. Sang took a step back as if struck, staring at the person before her in disbelief, completely unable to believe he would say such words.
Sang Shen looked at her with cold eyes, his gaze neither surprised nor lost and offered no comfort.
His beloved mother had always treated Sang Qiao the same way, attacking her with the nastiest words she could muster.
"Siyang, do you think the same?" Mrs. Sang had no choice but to look at her younger son, her eyes brimming with tears.
"I'm not interested in whether you cheated or not; I just want to know why you despise Sang Qiao so much. Is it just because of what that so-called Master said? Now that he's been caught, you don't feel the slightest guilt."
Sang Siyang averted his gaze, his face cold and merciless. He detested this fragmented family.
