"You promised to teach Yang Qingheng a lesson, but you haven't done anything. Let me tell you, I won't go shopping with you if that woman isn't punished."
"Who do you think you are, daring to order me around?" Cheng Kai raised his eyes, his gaze full of impatience.
Li Jiaoyan was used to being pampered by him, and she had never seen him be so indifferent. A sense of shame and anger rose up, and she stomped her feet in anger.
"Cheng Kai, you better remember this: even if you come begging to me in the future, I won't give a second glance to a piece of trash like you."
The group of underlings were all taken aback by Cheng Kai's attitude, feeling as if they had seen a ghost today. First, their boss let the woman who bullied his sister-in-law off so easily, and now he was even criticizing his sister-in-law!
Yang Qingheng came out of the supply and marketing cooperative carrying two cans of milk powder and strode towards the bus stop.
These past few days, Yao Ying has been complaining of leg pain. When I asked her to buy some milk powder to mix with water, she absolutely refused, mumbling that it didn't hurt anymore, acting all stingy. I'm passing by today, so I'll buy some for her. I don't believe she won't drink it.
"sister."
A man rushed up and suddenly grabbed her arm. Yang Qingheng turned around, and who else could it be but her good-for-nothing younger brother, Yang Cheng?
Remembering her brother's cold and indifferent face from her past life, she felt annoyed: "What?"
Yang Cheng wasn't annoyed that she shook off his hand. He blinked slightly and said in a gentle tone, "Sis, can I borrow some money?"
"No." Yang Qingheng frowned, her attitude indifferent.
Yang Cheng was blunt: "I just saw you buying milk powder at the supply and marketing cooperative. How could you not have money? I'm your own brother. Are you unwilling to give me even this little bit of money?"
Was it her own brother who abandoned her and her wheelchair on the street in the dead of winter?
Yang Qingheng sneered inwardly, her dark eyes fixed on her "younger brother" before her, her expression unwavering: "This is something I brought for someone else. If you want to spend money, ask Mom and Dad. You're their precious son, do you think they wouldn't give you money to spend?"
Yang Cheng was unhappy. The little money his family gave him was far from enough for him. His tone became even more impatient. He grabbed her collar and gritted his teeth, "Yang Qingheng, don't push your luck. Give me the money right now."
A fist the size of a sandbag slammed straight at her face.
Yang Qingheng gritted her teeth, and just as her fist was about to fall, a large hand stopped it.
A familiar voice came from behind: "You want to go to jail for assaulting someone in the street?"
"What business is it of yours if I hit my sister?" Yang Cheng was spoiled and even when facing his tall and burly brother-in-law, he still acted arrogantly.
Anyway, his sister will definitely protect him in the end. No matter how powerful Song Hengjue is, he still has to obey.
Sure enough, the next second, Yang Qingheng spoke up: "Song Hengjue, forget it."
If I hit Yang Cheng today, he'll definitely go back and complain. Then her parents will have something to use against me and try to extort money from me again.
She doesn't want to get involved in that bunch of troublesome things right now.
If Yang Qingheng were to tilt her head slightly at this moment, she would see how mocking and disappointed the man beside her was.
Sure enough, a leopard can't change its spots; she'll be entangled with that awful family for the rest of her life.
Song Hengjue felt that divorcing her was definitely the best decision he had ever made in his life.
Seeing Yang Qingheng's dark expression, Yang Cheng knew he wouldn't get the money today. Displeased, he glared at her and said ruthlessly, "Yang Qingheng, you just wait. I'm going back to tell my parents today."
"You're eighteen and still crying and coming home to your parents? Aren't you ashamed?" Yang Qingheng sneered and strode forward, leaving Yang Cheng furious.
Song Hengjue followed on his bicycle: "Get on, I'll take you back."
Yang Qingheng glanced at the back seat and gave him a sidelong look: "You should leave your back seat for your sweetheart. I'm not worthy to sit in your back seat."
I gave her a hard time at noon, and now she's acting all high and mighty.
Song Hengjue frowned: "Yang Qingheng, what's wrong with you? Do you think everyone is like you?"
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