Yan Yi looked at everyone's gaze and immediately panicked,"Stop looking, stop looking at me! The woman An Ying is talking about isn't me!"
But this explanation was so weak, who could believe it!
Mother Yan, Yang Hua, could no longer stand it anymore. The daughter she raised had actually done such a thing. She had lost all her face.
She stood up and slapped Yan Yi's face,"You're really shameless! How did I give birth to a daughter like you!"
"Mom! You got the wrong number! I didn't do that at all! That's not me, that's really not me!" Yan Yi really couldn't argue.
Everyone's gaze fell on her body. They were like pricks, and she was panicking to death.
In the past, I often heard people say that they were wronged to death!
She felt that she was going to die here today.