Seeing Ye Linchen put down her bowl, Ye Zhenghua subconsciously urged her, "Why aren't you eating anymore? Eat some more."

Meng Xueyun was so angry she wanted to grind her teeth to powder.

She ate most of the meat in that bowl; how much more will she eat?!

Ye Linchen glanced at Meng Xueyun and said with a smile, "I'm not eating anymore, my stomach is already full. I've been traveling all day and I'm really sleepy. I'm going to go inside and take a nap."

She stood up, walked to the door, picked up her backpack, and went into Meng Zihan's room.

In her past life, after this family finished eating, they immediately moved aside, leaving her to do all the washing and sweeping.

They just sat on the sidelines, resting and chatting, occasionally criticizing her for not doing well and pointing at her with their chins raised.

This time, it's Ye Linchen's turn to enjoy life.

Where are you going?

When Meng Xueyun saw Ye Linchen walk straight into the house, her expression changed, and she rushed in after her.

Meng Zihan put down her chopsticks, looked over with concern, and felt a surge of irritation.

She didn't want to share a room with this dirty, smelly country bumpkin; she wanted to live alone.

Meng Xueyun, who was inside the room, thought the same thing. She questioned Ye Linchen, "What are you doing in here?"

"Go to sleep," Ye Linchen said matter-of-factly.

“This is Xiaohan’s room. You can’t sleep here. You’ll have to make do on the sofa outside for the night. I’ll get you a bed tomorrow.”

"My dad was able to get this apartment because he has me as his daughter. Outsiders can sleep in it, so why can't I?" Ye Linchen retorted.

According to the factory's policy, Ye Zhenghua was only eligible for a three-bedroom apartment because he had children of the opposite sex.

If he only has a son or a daughter, he can only be allocated a two-bedroom apartment.

Therefore, this house belongs to Ye Linchen.

In her previous life, after Ye Linchen finished eating noodles at home, Ye Zhenghua took out a quilt and let her make do on the sofa for the night.

From then on, Ye Linchen made the living room her home, and the three-seater sofa became her bed.

Meng Zihan took over the room with a perfectly justified attitude.

Because she is a light sleeper, she can't sleep when there are other people in the room.

Nobody thought there was anything wrong with it.

In this life, Meng Zihan, that ungrateful wretch, won't have such a good thing.

Ye Linchen and Meng Xueyun did not close the door, and their voices clearly reached the living room, startling everyone inside.

Everyone looked up, their gazes fixed on Ye Linchen and Meng Xueyun, their expressions varied.

Ye Zhenghua's face darkened.

Although Ye Linchen's words are true, can it be counted that way?

Where does this leave his face?

This daughter, who was always honest and quiet, has suddenly become sharp-tongued and doesn't know how to be modest.

Meng Zihan bit her lip, feeling both angry and resentful.

Wasn't Ye Linchen saying that she was an outsider and didn't deserve to live in this house?

She wanted to see who the outsider was!

Meng Xueyun was equally furious, her voice rising several decibels as she shrieked, "You've only just gotten home and you're already plotting to buy the house? Your father and I aren't dead yet!"

Ye Linchen said calmly, "Don't get agitated. I didn't think that much about it. I just want to sleep in this room for a while, is that not allowed?"

"No! This room belongs to Xiaohan. She's a light sleeper and can't stay with others. You'll have to make do on the sofa tonight..."

Ye Linchen interrupted her, pointing to the living room: "The family is still eating, can I go to sleep?"

Meng Xueyun glanced at the people at the table and said matter-of-factly, "How long can they eat? Can't you wait a bit before you go to sleep?"

"No," Ye Linchen answered decisively.

“I get up before five in the morning, walk to the town to take a bus to the county, and then take an eight-hour bus ride from the county to get here. I’m so tired and sleepy.”

In her past life, she never told Meng Xueyun about the suffering and pain she had endured, for fear of making her worry.

Perhaps she neglected herself because of this?

Now that I've spoken up this time, will she change her mind?

Ye Linchen stared intently at Meng Xueyun, trying to see a trace of concern on her face, but she was disappointed.

Meng Xueyun's face showed only annoyance and impatience. No matter what she had been through, Meng Xueyun didn't care at all.

Her heart and eyes are only for her beloved niece, Meng Zihan!

"Just a little longer? I'll be so sleepy if it's any later!" Meng Xueyun said sarcastically.

Ye Linchen clenched his fists and questioned, "Isn't this my home? Can't I even lie down for a bit when I'm tired?"

"I told you, go sleep on the sofa! Don't try to play tricks on me. What do you mean this is your home? This is my and your dad's home! This room belongs to Xiaohan!" Meng Xueyun shouted sternly.

Ye Linchen pretended to walk out of the house: "Okay, I'll go out and ask someone if this room belongs to Xiaohan, and if I can't stay here!"

She kept arguing back, which made Meng Xueyun even angrier. Now that she dared to seek justice from others, her anger flared even more.

She couldn't control herself any longer, raised her hand, and slapped Ye Linchen hard across the face.

"You're such a troublemaker! The moment you get back, you're arguing with this person and that person. Who taught you that?"

Seeing the slap coming, Ye Linchen did not dodge, but tilted his head back and took it head-on.

With a crisp "snap," the room fell silent.

Ye Linchen's left cheek quickly turned red, and the burning pain brought tears to her eyes.

Meng Xueyun stared at that pointed little face, turned her numb hands, and felt a little regretful.

We shouldn't have made such a big fuss; we have three children watching us.

In doing so, her image as a gentle mother was completely ruined!

But that brat's words were so infuriating, how could she tolerate them!

Ye Linchen forced back the tears that were about to spill from his eyes, looked at Meng Xueyun, and spoke in a flat voice.

"Mom, even though you didn't raise me, you still gave birth to me. Consider this slap as repayment to you. I don't owe you anything anymore."

Meng Xueyun's anger, which had just subsided a little, was reignited.

Her eyes widened, and she hissed, "I carried you for ten months and gave birth to you, and you think you can get away with just one slap? It's not that easy!"

She yelled and raised her hand to slap him again, but Ye Zhenghua rushed over in time and grabbed her wrist.

"Xiao Meng, calm down, don't be too impulsive. Xiao Chen is still young, teach him slowly."

Meng Xueyun struggled a few times but couldn't break free. Pointing at Ye Linchen, she gasped and cursed, "Is this my daughter? This is a troublemaker! Our family is harmonious, but she causes chaos as soon as she arrives. I'm not lucky enough to be her mother. Get out, get out!"

"Alright, alright, calm down." Ye Zhenghua calmed Meng Xueyun down, then turned to scold Ye Linchen: "Xiao Chen, what are you doing? How dare you talk to your mother like that? Don't you have any respect for your elders?"

Ye Linchen's face burned, and his ears were ringing. He lowered his eyes and stopped arguing.

Despite the deep wounds she suffered in her past life, she repeatedly warned herself not to have any hope for them, yet a sliver of hope still lingered in her heart.

She hopes that her parents will be different from those in her previous life, and that they can show her even a little bit of love.

That slap completely broke her heart.

That's settled then. I'll leave here after I finish the transfer procedures.

Let this family live out their days in peace and harmony!