Ji Shanshan opened her mouth wide in shock and exclaimed, her voice trembling: "You're kicking me out?"
Ji Wei's gaze was icy: "Get out immediately, or I'll call for help. By then, you won't even have a shred of dignity left."
"Ji Wei, how dare you!" Ji Shanshan shouted, her voice cracking: "What gives you the right to make me leave? It was Uncle Zhao who allowed me to stay!"
Ji Wei sneered coldly, her frosty glare making others shrink back: "If I hadn't spoken to Dad to let you move in, did you really think you'd be living in the main villa? Even though you share your mother's surname, you're still just an outsider."
"You!!!"
Ji Shanshan was so furious she almost spat out blood, her face turning pale.
"Miss, what's going on here?"
Hearing the commotion, the butler, Uncle Zhao, hurried over and stood behind Ji Wei, cautiously asking.
Ji Wei curled her lips into a chilling smile and pointed at Ji Shanshan: "Immediately have someone move her things out—leave nothing behind!"
