Bian Yue smiled gently, leisurely watching Li Tingmo: "Do you feel guilty about scheming against my parents?"
Li Tingmo angrily looked at Bian Yue, his tone suddenly turning cold in the face of her accusation: "Bian Yue, is this how you speak to your elders?"
"Elders? Yes, you are my elder, and for many years, I have respected you, never disobeying. I thought about the kindness you showed me by raising me, the kindness of the Li Family, and I never even thought about saying 'no' to you." Bian Yue's smile faded, and she looked expressionlessly at Li Tingmo: "But now, I know why you adopted me, and you also know why I'm sitting here today. Let's not talk about the term 'elder' anymore."
