Mrs. Sang took advantage of the chaos, "Sang Qiao, I don't need you to treat me well, just save the company. That should be a simple task for you."
"You don't have the right to ask me to treat you well. Since I was born, you've been trying to kill me, either by strangling, starving or throwing me out of the country to get medical treatment without a penny. The last person who should be asking for my help is you."
Sang Qiao spoke these words casually, her bright eyes filled with endless emotion.
Mrs. Sang's face turned pale, her own misdeeds exposed in public, making it hard for her to maintain her composure, and she even forgot some of them.
The crowd was immediately shocked, "Is this really her own daughter? Why would she treat her like this?"
"You're just the typical villain playing the victim, committing such cruel acts, and you still have the nerve to ask your daughter for help?"
"I didn't! Don't listen to her nonsense, I didn't…" Mrs. Sang frantically shook her head.
