Shattering Of The Manmade Image

Yang Sitong's face flushed in shades of white and green as her lips quivered nonstop, uttering, "I-Impossible… impossible!"

In fact, she could not even remember when the two of them had left Lu Yanchen's place. Suddenly, as though something struck her, she shouted out, "Cabinets! I haven't ransacked the cabinets yet! That cheap sl*t must be hidden by Lu Yanchen in the cabinets!"

Mrs. Yang took in a deep breath of air. "That's enough!"

Yang Sitong's eyes were brimming with tears as her chest heaved up and down heavily, hissing out in fury, "Mummy, let's go search once more! We'll definitely be able to find that cheap sl*t! I must see for myself just what sort of lowly thing she is…!"

Mrs. Yang, who had been holding everything in, suddenly raised her hand and threw out a tight slap at Yang Sitong. "I don't have the mood to carry on with your self-ridiculing acts!"