A faint sneer crossed my face. Of course, I understood.
"Mom loves beauty so much. If her face can't be healed, she will definitely be very sad. Also, Dad's arm is broken. Will he continue working in the future?"
I played dumb and asked the most practical problem. Later, my grandfather silently went to see a doctor and chose to give up.
He had to witness that his daughter died before him at his age, so he was naturally extremely sad. He didn't even dare to look at her and went straight home.
The next moment, I ran to my parents and snorted.
"Are you happy now? This is how it feels to be abandoned by your family."
That was how she gave up on me.
My mother rolled her eyes in anger and fainted.
My dad was quite shameless and even tried to beg for mercy, "Zoe, please ask a doctor to save me. I never hit you, it was your mom who hit you."
"Yet, you chose to be a bystander and didn't stop it. Being indifferent is also a mistake."
I ignored his pleas and walked out.
It was extremely painful for them. Burns not only defaced them but also tormented them psychologically.