I rolled my eyes at them and questioned coldly, "How shameless you are! He is your son, not mine. Why should I care about him?"
The couple was very angry. They didn't expect that I would utter such words. They pointed their fingers at me angrily.
"Do you want to say I'm your daughter? Yet, you never treated me as your own daughter. You always beat, scold, and ignore me at will. Everything now is retribution."
Feeling that it wasn’t enough, I leaned closer to them and whispered in their ears, "It was me who made that video. Do you like this surprise?"
Their faces changed drastically, and they wanted to jump up and slap me, but they couldn't move at all.
Instead, I slapped them with my hands. "How does it feel to be burned? How does it feel to jump off a building? You only jumped from the second floor, but I jumped from the eighteenth floor."
In my prior life, it was my mother who knocked me out and sent me to the hotel, which was 18 stories high. At that moment, I gritted my teeth and jumped down.
Now it was just a tit-for-tat, but I still thought it wasn't enough.
They didn't understand what I meant, so they just stared at me in anger.