6

I raised my hand quickly, and with a crisp sound, a slap landed hard on Jasmine Evans' face. Instantly, the scene was completely silent.

Everyone looked at me in amazement, shock written all over their faces.

They obviously couldn't imagine that I, an ungrateful and ungrateful person, would dare to hit my own sister.

Jasmine Evans covered her face and stood there in a daze, her eyes full of disbelief.

"You still dare to hit me?"

"Ivy Evans, you almost killed my parents for your own vanity, and you still have the nerve to hit me?!"

I still looked indifferent.

But the next sentence shocked everyone present.

" Jasmine Evans , don't you feel guilty towards me?" Since we've already fallen out, I simply omitted the term "sister".

In the female anchor's live broadcast room, the comments were so fast that I could hardly see them clearly.

"It would be a real pain for anyone to raise a daughter like this!"

"She forced her parents to death and beat her sister. Why doesn't this woman just die?"

"The netizen's breasts are also breasts. When will this woman be arrested?"

Jasmine Evans was stunned for a while before she asked, "What do I have to feel guilty about?"

"For so many years, I didn't even go to college to support your studies. I started working early to earn money for your tuition!"

"Every year on your birthday, I spend several months' salary buying you gifts. Even I can't bear to spend that much money!"

"I'd like to hear how I, as your sister, have ever let you down?"

Jasmine Evans complained with tears in her eyes, attracting sympathy from the people around her.

"I think this ungrateful sister has taken advantage of this family. How dare she say that?"

"That's right, who in the family has wronged her to deserve such revenge from her?!"

"Oh my god, if my daughter could be half as sensible as this sister, I would be satisfied..."

A hint of sarcasm flashed across my eyes, and I immediately retorted:

"Since I started college, I have been working part-time to earn my tuition and living expenses while attending classes."

"In your second year of work, you said you lost money in business and needed to fill the hole. I used my own tuition money to lend it to you to help you pay off the debt."

"But what about you?"

"How did you treat me?"

My powerful words made Jasmine Evans look evasive.

"What's wrong with me?!"

"I've been very good to you, paying for your high school education. What else do you want?"

"Just because I borrowed your money, do I have to kneel down and serve you, my sister?!"

The father also calmed down and began to persuade earnestly:

"Ivy Evans, your sister has certainly done a lot for you."

"She is a girl and has no education. It is difficult for her to work and earn money."

"You went to college, but you don't know how hard it is for a girl like your sister who has no education to make a living in society."

"Your mother and I were too doting on you in the past. In fact, you should learn to understand your sister."

Seeing my father's good-for-me expression, I almost vomited.

Then, I sneered and said bluntly:

"Dad, do you really know how hard it is to work?"

"After all, how can a big boss like you empathize with the workers at the bottom?"