Yao Zheng returned to the villa, furious, and threw his coat to the ground.
All the servants stared at him blankly, not daring to utter a sound.
Madam Yao also walked in with a grim expression, sat down on the sofa, her eyes gradually reddening. After a long while, she uttered a sentence, both angry and aggrieved: "I've lived to this age and never suffered such humiliation!"
Yao Zheng glanced at her but didn't say anything.
Madam Yao also came from a prestigious family. When she married more than 20 years ago, her grand wedding outshone the other three major families.
Now, however, he has to bend over and apologize to Jiang Can.
“What did I do wrong!” Madam Yao cried. “My only mistake was that I shouldn’t have…”
"Enough!" Yao Zheng glared at her.
He knew what she was going to say.
But it's best not to say such things in front of Yao Manning.
Yao Zheng looked at Yao Manning, who was standing at the door, not daring to come in, and his expression darkened again.
"How dare you stand there!" he shouted angrily. "Tonight's events are all because of you!"
"Even if you want to frame Jiang Can, think of a smarter way! Besides, although our Yao family is not a particularly charitable family, we have always acted with integrity and honesty, and we would never use such methods to harm others!"
"Yao Manning," Yao Zheng's face twitched with anger, "you have utterly disgraced the Yao family!"
Yao Manning bit her lip tightly, remaining silent, but the resentment in her heart erupted like a volcano.
"It seems the marriage alliance with the Huo family is doomed..." Yao Zheng sighed.
"Dad, that's impossible!" Yao Manning said frantically, "I'll think of another way, I promise..."
"What other ideas do you have?!" Yao Zheng was furious and grabbed an antique porcelain bottle next to him, smashing it on the ground!
The porcelain bottle made a crisp sound and shattered into pieces, with shards of porcelain splintering into Yao Manning's feet.
She cried out in surprise and retreated several steps.
"dad……"
"Don't call me Dad!" Yao Zheng roared. "Let me tell you, you'd better stay away from Huo Zhixing from now on, and don't go there to humiliate yourself again!"
"Are we just going to let Jiang Can trample on our heads?"
"Otherwise what?" Yao Zheng gave her a cold glare. "Can't you see the situation tonight? Huo Zhixing's heart is completely devoted to that woman, and Wang Meiyun is on her side too... I heard that Fu Xiuyu is also very satisfied with this daughter-in-law! She came all the way from England just to support Jiang Can!"
Yao Manning trembled with anger, her face turning deathly pale. "But... Grandpa Huo supports me."
"Ha, what's the use?" Yao Zheng sneered. "In the end, the power of the Huo family still fell into Huo Zhixing's hands! Besides, whether it's the Wang family or the Fu family, which one can we afford to offend? I'm afraid even Huo Wenyuan would have to think twice!"
"Does that mean I have absolutely no hope?"
Seeing her stubbornness, Yao Zheng felt annoyed and went upstairs in a huff.
Mrs. Yao slowly stood up from the sofa and took a deep breath.
His gaze toward Yao Manning was filled with extreme disgust and impatience.
"mom……"
"Shut up!" Madam Yao snapped. "I didn't finish what I was saying... Ha, my only mistake was taking you out of the orphanage back then, and letting you take the Yao surname!"
Yao Manning was stunned for a long time, then her ears rang with a loud bang.
Those forgotten past events tore open a bloody gash in her memory, lunging at her with gaping maws.
“Manning,” Madam Yao said with a look of disdain, “you don’t have Yao family blood in your veins, you are not worthy of Huo Zhixing at all.”
"Besides, you weren't the one who was supposed to marry Huo Zhixing in the first place! You were just a substitute. If I had known you, this substitute, would be so unworthy, I would have preferred that I had never had a daughter like you all these years!"
After speaking, Madam Yao returned to her room to rest with the help of the housekeeper.
The remaining servants in the hall all looked at Yao Manning with pity.
Yao Manning stood there like a statue. After an unknown amount of time, her consciousness slowly returned, and she slowly walked away.
Ah, an orphanage, adoption, the Yao family's daughter...
Madam Yao's words followed her like a ghost, crushing her last shred of self-respect and pride.
Those words jolted her awake. Her identity as the Yao family's heiress, which she had always been so proud of, was actually incredibly fragile. She was a heiress wearing a mask, beneath which lay a face riddled with wounds.
...
Yao Manning walked into the courtyard as if possessed. The Yao family home was huge, magnificent like a castle, extremely luxurious, but not a single place truly belonged to her.
She walked through the long corridor to the backyard, where there was a separate Chinese-style building, facing south, nestled among the mountains and waters, a perfect place to live.
She stood at the door, her hands clenched into fists, her eyes filled with hatred as she stared intently at the door.
"Miss...?" An elderly maid opened the door, looking at her in surprise. "What brings you here?"
Where is my sister?
"Resting."
"I'll go in and check on her."
The servants tried to stop them, but they couldn't.
Yao Manning walked in by herself.
The building was exquisitely decorated, and even a single ornament exuded unparalleled prestige. The person living here was truly the apple of the Yao couple's eye.
Yao Manning pushed open the bedroom door, revealing a spacious and beautiful room filled with the world's most advanced instruments.
A pale, thin girl sat in a wheelchair, surrounded by doctors and nurses, ready to respond at any moment.
Upon seeing Yao Manning, she paused slightly, a hint of aloofness appearing in her beautiful eyes.
"Sister," she called softly.
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