Ye Qing initially dismissed Yang Xiujuan's words, but as she listened, she suddenly became serious, her heart pounding.
Especially seeing Yang Xiujuan's ambiguous smile after she finished speaking, Ye Qing was extremely nervous.
She stared at Yang Xiujuan, holding her breath. After a long while, Ye Qing heard her own voice tremble slightly: "Why?"
"Hehe, why?" Yang Xiujuan glanced at Ye Qing up and down again. "Why could it be?"
As she spoke, she walked over to Ye Qing, raised her hand and pinched Ye Qing's cheek: "Look at you, you're really good-looking, but to be honest, compared to your mother..."
Ye Qing angrily turned her head and broke free from Yang Xiujuan's hand: "Speak if you want to."
Yang Xiujuan gave an awkward snort and continued, "Now that you're in a big city, your clothes are much better than when you were in Xiaoyao Village, but compared to your mother, you're still not as pretty."
Your mother was a famously beautiful girl, and your uncle had been saving up to find her a good husband and ask for a large dowry.
Who knew you would come along?
If it were a matter of mutual consent, your uncle probably wouldn't be so angry.
The truth is, your mother didn't want to, but your biological father did it and then ran away, and you were born. When she found out she was pregnant, your mother tried everything, but she couldn't abort you.
"So, your mother can't possibly remarry. Do you think your uncle would be willing? If your mother were still alive, she would have raised you, but who knew she was such a pitiful person, passing away so early. Do you really expect your uncle to treat you well?"
After hearing Yang Xiujuan's sarcastic remarks, Ye Qing felt a chill run through her body, as if she had fallen into an ice cellar.
Ye Shuwei's attitude has already shown that Ye Qing, his own daughter, doesn't hold much weight in his heart; she's only remembered when she's useful.
Although Ye Qing had always shown no affection for her father, Ye Shuwei, she still harbored a slight expectation deep down.
Her expectations of her father had always been deeply buried in her heart, and now disappointment was certain. More importantly, it made Ye Qing no longer have any expectations of her father.
As for being sad and upset, Ye Qing certainly was, but she was currently being held captive and didn't even know where she was. Ye Qing really didn't have the energy to be sad or upset; it was too much of a luxury.
So Ye Qing quickly composed herself and looked at Yang Xiujuan coolly: "If that's the case, I can understand why my uncle and aunt went to Ye Shuwei to ask for money. What I don't understand is why you're so concerned? Do you mean my uncle and aunt are going to give you the money back?"
After asking the question, Ye Qing looked at Yang Xiujuan and was about to speak, but didn't give her the chance: "Even if my uncle and his family asked you to watch over me and gave you money, would you be interested in that little bit of money? Aunt Yang, you have money, but you're not as greedy as my uncle and my aunt. I think the reason you're watching over them is probably for your son's sake."
Yang Xiujuan smiled smugly: "You're really smart. Before, you said you weren't old enough to get married, but now that the New Year is over, you're old enough. Your uncle, aunt, and even your own father have all promised you to the Liang family. Now you have nothing to say, right?"
Thinking about how Yang Xiujuan's mentally challenged child had been brought to Nancheng by Xu Ying, Ye Qing asked, "Did Liang Ziqiang go back?"
"Thanks to you."
Yang Xiujuan's words were still sarcastic, which Ye Qing could of course tell. She said, "You insist on making me marry your son. Maybe you really couldn't find a suitable person before, and my uncle and aunt were greedy, so you hit it off. Now that you insist on making me marry your son, I'm afraid it's more out of resentment than anything else."
Ye Qing's words made Yang Xiujuan's expression very awkward. "You brat, what I think is none of your business. Just behave yourself."
Seeing Yang Xiujuan turn away angrily, Ye Qing calmly spoke again: "You know my background better than I do. You think my biological father didn't appear for more than ten years, but now he suddenly appears and is so good to my uncle and aunt. What do you think is his purpose?"
Yang Xiujuan stopped in her tracks because of Ye Qing's words, and slowly turned around: "What else could it be? You are, after all, his own daughter."
"Your own daughter?" Ye Qing sneered. "Would your own daughter condone you kidnapping me here? Don't tell me this house was found by you and my uncle."
They were unfamiliar with Nancheng, and it wasn't even the Lantern Festival yet. They had come to Nancheng from Xiaoyao Village and even found a house... No one was helping them, and it wasn't that easy.
Yang Xiujuan, who had been somewhat smug just moments before, suddenly became wary: "What exactly are you trying to say?"
“My biological father is sick and needs a kidney transplant…” Ye Qing explained to Yang Xiujuan, who looked bewildered, “It means taking one of my kidneys and giving it to him.”
Seeing Yang Xiujuan's frightened and amazed expression, Ye Qing knew that Yang Xiujuan might actually be able to help him. So, taking advantage of Yang Xiujuan's fear, Ye Qing pressed on: "You insist on finding a wife for your son. To be realistic, you want her to have children. But if I have a kidney removed, it's not that I can't have children, but my body won't be able to."
Yang Xiujuan hadn't received much education, and at that time, transplant surgery was still a relatively advanced concept. She couldn't understand it at all, so she believed Ye Qing's words but was also afraid. However, she also felt that although Ye Qing's biological father wasn't good, he couldn't be that bad, could he?
So Yang Xiujuan said, "That's your own father, why do you say such bad things about him? Besides, I understand what you mean. You just want me to let you go, right? If I let you go, where will my son find a wife?"
Ye Qing didn't expect that Yang Xiujuan would immediately believe her after she said that, but Yang Xiujuan's quick reaction was beyond Ye Qing's expectations.
However, Ye Qing quickly came up with a solution: "Finding a partner for your son won't be easy. It's definitely hopeless in Xiaoyao Village, but what about other places? How do you know it won't work if you haven't tried? If you're going to cling to me, then I'll just accept my bad luck. After the surgery, you'll not only have to support your son, but I might also be a cripple, and you'll have to support me too. When you're looking for a wife for your son, besides having children, you're also thinking about someone who can take care of him in the future, right? Who knows how my body will be after the surgery? I might need someone to take care of me. How can I take care of your son?"
Yang Xiujuan swallowed hard, somewhat swayed by Ye Qing's words.
Actually, Ye Qing wasn't initially Yang Xiujuan's choice for daughter-in-law. After all, Ye Qing was beautiful, and Yang Xiujuan knew what her son looked like, even though she didn't want others to talk about it. However, it was Ye Qing's uncle and aunt's greed that made Yang Xiujuan notice Ye Qing.
Now……
Just as Yang Xiujuan hesitated, her mentally challenged son, Liang Ziqiang, rushed in, grabbed her clothes, and hid behind her, saying, "I don't want a shot, I don't want a shot..."
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