Counting on Lai Yaozu to back her up? Isn't that just another leech sucking her blood?

It wasn't enough that she supported him in her previous life, but she also had to be exploited to support his wife and children. You can't find such a big victim like her anywhere!

Li Yang said coldly, "Mom, Yaozu was the one who caused the disaster, so he should be held responsible. It doesn't make sense for my own sister to sacrifice her own happiness to pay for his debt.

As for Fu Jin, I would never marry him even if I were beaten to death."

During the more than ten years of marriage to Fu Jin, Li Yang not only lived an unspeakable sexless marriage life, but was also often beaten and scolded by him, and had to face pressure from her parents' family, which made her miserable.

The accounts between her and the Fu family will naturally be settled in the future, and the first step in getting rid of her blood-sucking family is to resist Feng Mei.

After hearing Li Yang's words, Feng Mei took a while to react and burst into a rage, "You damned girl, are you possessed by a demon today? Who taught you to talk back to me like that? It's your blessing that the Fu family likes you, and you still dare to find fault with them?"

Li Yang has been docile since she was a child, and has never said "no" to anything she said. However, for Feng Mei, her behavior today was no exaggeration to describe it as a "bolt from the blue."

An unprecedented feeling of loss of control swept over her body. She only knew that she had to force Li Yang to nod, otherwise how would her authority in the family be determined?

Li Yang knew that Feng Mei was used to being arbitrary and it was useless to argue with her, so he simply ignored her and turned around and walked out.

Seeing Li Yang about to leave, Feng Mei chased after him without a second thought: "What do you want if you don't marry Fu Jinyaozu? With your conditions, do you still want to marry the emperor?"

Li Yang ignored the angry curses behind him and walked quickly to the door. After seeing the person in front of him, the words he was about to use to fight back got stuck in his throat.

The man might have just returned from outside and passed by her house. He was wearing black trousers and a white shirt with the collar open, faintly revealing his collarbone. He looked cold in the late autumn in Guangzhou, and his originally indifferent expression froze for a moment when he saw her.

The man had straight eyebrows, deep and cold peach blossom eyes, a straight nose like a peak, and a thin, tightly pursed lip with a hint of purple on one side. This did not spoil his appearance, but instead made him look even more unruly and ruffian.

Li Yang looked at the man in front of her and suddenly remembered what he would look like more than ten years later. He would be in his forties by then, with fine lines on the corners of his eyes, but he was still extraordinarily handsome. The young nurses gathered together and whispered about how this nationally famous business tycoon must have looked so charming when he was young.

Li Yang involuntarily took a step forward and choked out a sob, "Ji Huaizhi."