At this moment, the expressions of the others became somewhat strange. What Le Yao said was true, and everyone knew it. However, the Han family held a certain position in Xiling City, and its members generally protected this burden. Furthermore, Han Xueqian's image as a gentle, quiet, and unassuming person was usually very well-established, so no one dared to expose her. But unexpectedly, today a proper young lady from the Han family had spoken out about it. What would happen then…?
Han Xueqian's face turned even paler. She was clearly the legitimate eldest daughter of the Han family, yet she had to endure humiliation and hardship. She had already suffered so much, so why were they still saying such things to her? Moreover, how could her sister, who used to be so obedient and admired her so much, suddenly... show her no respect? Her body swayed slightly.
Le Yao hurriedly took several steps back: "Don't try to scam me! I didn't touch you. If you want to faint, faint to the side, faint on that guy surnamed Yang. Her family is very rich, she's trying to extort money from you."
People like Han Xueqian have such warped values. Even though she's the one who benefits, she always acts like a victim, as if others are guilty of a heinous crime if they don't follow her way of thinking. Your dad cheated you into marriage and your mom was a mistress, and you still think you're right? You're so spoiled!
Han Xueqian: ……
I really want to swear.
Yang Tongtong: ...
Han Binglan, are you even human?
As a result, the people around them subconsciously took a few steps back.
Han Xueqian's fingernails had pierced her palms before she could barely maintain her composure and managed a forced smile: "Little sister, I've always treated you like my own sister, how could you say such a thing to me? You weren't like this before." As she spoke, tears streamed down her face, making her look as if she had been bullied.
"I give this acting a hundred points! You could act in Aunt Qiong's dramas, crying on cue!" Le Yao gave a thumbs up. "But what do you have to cry about? My dad, my house, my money—you've taken them all. Shouldn't I be the one crying?" She suddenly grinned. "Oh dear, how miserable am I? I was stolen away when I was little. I finally got back, but my dad was taken by a mistress, and the money my grandparents gave me was taken by my child. Now I'm divorced... Mom, why did you die so young? Your daughter is going to be bullied to death... You have to go and greet them tonight..."
Everyone looked like they'd seen a ghost.
Han Xueqian couldn't cry anymore, but she was too ashamed to stay any longer, so she covered her mouth and ran away.
Once everyone was gone, Le Yao immediately fell silent: "Everyone, disperse."
Everyone: ...
Are you even human?
"You've gone too far." Yang Tongtong glared at Le Yao. "Someone like you deserves to be abandoned by Brother Ajue." Then she turned and left.
The two lackeys behind him also hurriedly ran away.
Le Yao touched her nose. Was it too much? Not at all. She was a good young person who had studied the 24-character core socialist values. Look, the red scarf on her chest seemed to have turned even redder.
The sales clerk, who had witnessed everything, timidly approached and asked, "Miss, no, Madam, do you still want this dress?"
"Yes, I want them." Le Yao nodded. "Wrap all these up for me, and I'll pay now."
After Le Yao left, a baby-faced boy emerged from behind the greenery next to the shop, his eyes full of excitement. "Han Binglan has become much more interesting," he thought. He then forwarded the video he had secretly recorded and hurriedly followed her.
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