Du Jiayi, who was listening behind the door, heard the sound of something being kicked. Her shoulders twitched as she pounced on her bed, looking like she was escaping. Her heart was beating wildly, and she couldn't calm down for a long time.
Then, Du Jiayi got off the bed gently and tiptoed to the door. She turned the lock bit by bit and slowly opened the door a crack.
What happened to her uncle that made her father so angry?
She had never seen her father lose his temper at Mom. Today, he suddenly exploded because of her uncle… Du Jiayi bit her lower lip lightly and pressed her ear against the slightly open door.
However, Madam Li wasn't afraid at all. She even bent down to pick up the vase and the fallen flowers. Then, she placed the flowers that she had plucked this morning back into the vase one by one. "Are you done venting your anger? If you have anything to say, say it. Don't do this in front of me.
