My words caused a stir among the audience.

"You are a bit too extreme. That is not deception, but a well-intentioned lie. You are family, blood is thicker than water. They all realize their mistake, why do you... I'll give you one last chance, do you want to acknowledge them?"

The host's tone was stern and impassioned.

Give me a chance?

He really thinks he's a god.

Do I need his permission to acknowledge my relatives?

It's really ridiculous.

"Xiaobo, may I ask boldly, am I acknowledging my relatives today?"

I blinked, pretending to be puzzled.

He didn't understand, nodded, "Isn't it obvious?" still arrogant.

"Since I am acknowledging my relatives, you are neither God nor my parents, and I haven't eaten or drunk anything of yours, why should I need your permission? Or is it that you have a big face, and everyone has to follow your lead?"

I retorted angrily.

"You..."

His face turned red, furious, pointing at me as if to scold me.

I interrupted directly, "Who do you think you are? I advise you to watch your words. It's because of people like you who speak without restraint that the term 'online bullying' exists."

He widened his eyes.

His chest heaved, breathing heavily.

As if he couldn't catch his breath, as if he might choke at any moment.

"Xiaoxiao, how can you speak like this? Blame me, it's all my fault. If we hadn't sent you away back then, you wouldn't have become so uncultured."

My biological mother's aged face was full of regret and remorse.

"What do you mean? Are you accusing my father and mother? How dare you? If it weren't for them picking me up, raising me with so much effort, could you stand here and argue with me?"

I questioned angrily.

She's really good at acting.

What do you mean I'm uncultured?

Is it uncultured of me not to acknowledge this relationship according to their wishes, allowing them to come and feed off me? Is that what being uncultured is?

If that's what being cultured is, then I'd rather not have it.

"If your adoptive parents have any thoughts about acknowledging the relationship, you can boldly express any concerns you have."

The host immediately seized the opportunity to steer the conversation.

That ability to seize every opportunity is truly unmatched.

I glared at him fiercely, and said firmly, "No, my father and mother have been very good to me. I am honored to be their child."

Seeing that I was not receptive, my eldest sister tearfully accused, "Little sister, they are your adoptive parents, your father and mother are here, you are so close to them, can't you treat our parents better? We are the real family!"

She cried heartbreakingly.

After a few seconds of pause, she began to cry again, "Back then, it was hard for our parents too. If our family could afford it, why wouldn't they raise you? If they hadn't sent you away, how could you have the opportunity to attend a good university and now be a teacher there? You must know how to be grateful, after all, it was our parents who brought you into this world."

Look at this, is this how people talk!

What do you mean they sent me away, leading to my achievements today?

So, they abandoned me.

And I should thank them on my knees?

"Hard? How hard was it? Both families were clearly in the same town, why have you never come to see me? Also, did they send me away? Have you ever seen a family send a child to an abandoned factory? I was just born, not even three days old!"

I directly exposed their true colors.

Immediately, there was an uproar in the audience:

【So the truth is like this, this family is not honest.】

【Yes, even if you can't afford it, you shouldn't abandon a child in an abandoned factory, it's like not wanting the child to live.】

【How can there be such parents, the world is truly vast, with all sorts of wonders.】

...

Everyone was discussing, expressing their dissatisfaction.

"We did go, but your adoptive parents didn't allow us to."

The second sister was quite shrewd.

She threw all the dirt out, leaving herself spotless.

"Nonsense, it was clearly you who repeatedly came to borrow money, but never paid back a cent. Our parents couldn't take it, that's why they moved with me. They are not wealthy, they even collected scrap to put me through college. How do you have the face to say such things?"

I decisively countered, with anger in my eyes.

I never expected that they would distort the truth so much just to acknowledge the relationship. The audience's discussion suddenly changed direction.

Seeing that I had taken control of the situation, my mother became anxious.