At this moment, Zhuang Jiaoyang was still entangled in Zhuang Shaoyang's bias, placing herself in an innocent position.
She dared to be so unscrupulous because she relied on the blood relationship between them, assuming that Zhuang Shaoyang couldn't do anything to her.
So, when a person's skin becomes thick, it is indeed invincible.
Zhuang Jiaoyang trembled with anger, seeing her look like a dead pig unafraid of boiling water, she was also unafraid of being hit.
He suddenly laughed, "Good, very good, from now on, I, Zhuang Shaoyang, don't have a sister like you!"
"You want to break ties with me?" Zhuang Jiaoyang looked at him mockingly, "Do you think I'm afraid? Anyway, you never cared about this sister."
Zhuang Shaoyang turned around, "So be it, from now on, whether your life is good or bad, it has nothing to do with me."
