Chapter 284 Unfair!

"Unfair?" Aunt Mei raised her hand to stroke her hair and suddenly sneered.

She walked towards the collapsed Qiao Mengling, lowered her eyes to glance at the so-called principal wife who always thought highly of herself at her feet, and said with gritted teeth:

"I, Mei Qingying, am proficient in everything from music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. But because my family fell into poverty, I once lived in a brothel... Even though I'm a prostitute, even though I gave birth to Honglang's eldest son, I was still rejected by the Marquis's Mansion... Is this fair?"

"Oh, even if I could stay with Hong Lang as I wished and enter the gate of the Wuxin Marquis Mansion, would the two elders of the Lu family ever look at the three of us, mother and son?"

"Tell me," she leaned over and pinched Qiao Mengling's chin, hatred surging in her sinister eyes, "Is this fair to Zi'ang and Wanwan?"

(′д)...Qiao Mengling felt cold all over and his pupils shrank because of her knife-like eyes.

Seeing Qiao Mengling's suddenly frightened expression, Aunt Mei laughed out loud, and then she started crying while laughing.

Little Tangbao outside was stunned by what he saw.

Aunt Mei had cried enough, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and her tone suddenly became strange and sharp, "Ah... Speaking of which, I have to thank you, sister!"

"If you hadn't been so 'broad-minded' and 'virtuous' and hadn't taken me in, I would have never had a legitimate status in my life and wouldn't have been able to stand upright beside the Marquis..."

"I can't even accompany the Marquis to various banquets and meet my long-lost brother, who is my own brother!"

Qiao Mengling's eyes suddenly widened, and she subconsciously felt that Aunt Mei was lying...

But on second thought, he felt that there was no need for her to lie to him in this situation.

So that Taoist priest...isn't the adulterer!?

Aunt Mei looked at her changing expression and suddenly laughed, her laughter full of sarcasm: "I know what you are thinking... and I know what you are doubting!"

"Qiao Mengling, not everyone is as utilitarian and selfish as you, able to trample on the sincerity of others and exploit them wantonly, and even take it for granted and be proud of it..."

"I, Mei Qingying, will never let Honglang down in this life!"

"Honglang...will never let me down!"

Aunt Mei spoke each word with certainty and determination.

But every word hit Qiao Mengling's heart and hurt her eardrums.

Doesn't this bitch mean that she will never be able to turn her life around in Marquis Wuxin's Mansion?

How outrageous!

After a few breaths, she suppressed her turbulent emotions, raised her eyes and stared straight into Aunt Mei's. As if mocking her, she curled her lips and laughed coldly...

"What a great Lu Hong! He will never let you down! Then where did my son Youyou come from?"

She didn't use any tricks back then, but Lu Hong was willing to stay in her room for more than three months!

Her daughter Youyou is the only legitimate daughter of the Marquis Wuxin's Mansion!

"......?" Aunt Mei raised her eyebrows slightly and laughed out loud, her eyes full of undisguised sarcasm.

"Honglang hates being plotted against and deceived the most in his life... You schemed against him before you even entered the palace, causing him to severely offend the Third Prince. How could he treat you well?!"

Whenever Aunt Mei thought of this, her teeth itched in hatred!

If she had known that Honglang was willing to offend the royal family in order to welcome her into the palace... she would never have agreed!

Now that I think about it, if it weren't for her and the two children...how could Honglang's career have stagnated?!

He must have been suppressed because of Qiao Mengling!

"When you tried to meddle Honglang several times but failed, you said you would only take me into the mansion if you were pregnant... You did this to force Honglang to consummate the marriage with you and consolidate your position in the mansion."

"Honglang had no other choice but to come and discuss this with me..."

"By the way, do you still remember the rickshaw driver who had his eye gouged out and his leg broken by the villains in order to save Honglang?"

Thinking of that man, Qiao Mengling couldn't help but shudder...The man was probably in his fifties and was a hunchback. He was ugly to begin with, and his ruined face was covered with scars, which was very scary!

Those big yellow teeth...it's disgusting just thinking about it!

Seeing that she remembered, Aunt Mei smiled and said, "The driver has only two daughters. He has always wanted a son, but he doesn't want to take a concubine and upset his wife and daughters..."

"Honglang and I were thinking, since you two both want a son so badly, why don't we do a good deed and make it happen for you!"

"So, the man who made love with you in the dark every night...wasn't my Honglang, but the rickshaw driver!"

"Sister has misunderstood all along!"

boom!

Qiao was struck by lightning, her face instantly pale, "You...you are talking nonsense!"

Aunt Mei snorted coldly and was too lazy to talk nonsense with her. She could believe it or not!

If she had argued a few more times, Qiao Mengling might not have believed her, but looking at Aunt Mei's expression, Qiao Mengling felt a chill in her heart...

Thinking of those nearly one hundred shameless days and nights, her stomach churned and she turned her head and vomited.

Aunt Mei gave her a cold look, then looked at her daughter, who was becoming increasingly depressed a few steps away and whom even she couldn't easily approach, tears streaming down her face...

"So what do you think is fair?"

"A wonderful family was torn apart in an instant. The daughter of an official family, once the center of attention, became the most popular prostitute in a brothel in the blink of an eye... Oh, I've never done a single evil thing. How can this be justified? Is this fair?"

"Is it fair that two people who truly love each other cannot be together freely?"

"A child born with her parents' longing cannot be openly loved by her own father... while someone else's bloodline occupies the status of a legitimate daughter of a marquisate, feeling superior from birth. Is this fair?"

"And my Wanwan..."

Mentioning Lu Wanwan, Mei's forehead veins bulged, tears rolled down her cheeks, and she suddenly broke down emotionally...

"My Wanwan, beautiful and studious...but the fire destroyed her face...She has to endure the pain of scraping and peeling off the scabs every day! Every dressing change is like walking through the gates of hell..."

"She's only five... She's only five!"

"She looked at herself in the mirror and told me...she didn't want to live anymore!?"

“Is this fair?”

“Is it fair?!”

Aunt May was hysterical.

Seeing her elder sister heartbroken, the handsome Taoist priest beside her quickly handed her a handkerchief: "Don't cry, sister... With me here, Wanwan won't have to suffer every day! She will definitely grow up healthy and beautiful..."

Qiao Mengling: ???

Even if a god came down to earth, he couldn't save Lu Wanwan's face. How could she grow up to be beautiful?

Suddenly, she came to her senses and frowned at the person opposite her: "You...what do you want to do by arresting me, Youyou?"