Zhao Gang pushed his hat up and looked at Yang Hui in surprise, "How do you know that girl? Why haven't I heard you mention her?"
After all, judging from the information I just heard, that girl is not having a good life.
Yang Hui turned her head to glance at Meng Zhiyu, who was eating in the distance, and then sighed and whispered, "Her mother, Yun Qiaohui, was my childhood playmate. She passed away a few years ago. I never thought her life was so miserable."
After meeting Meng Zhiyu in the morning, she was full of doubts. No matter what her biological father and stepmother were like, she still had her grandparents, uncle and family around, so she wouldn't be living a bad life no matter what.
But thinking of her swollen face, he hesitated for a moment and decided to write a letter to Yu Ying, Meng Zhiyu's aunt, to tell her what happened.
Zhao Gang looked at his wife's gloomy face and patted his old friend on the shoulder. "Old Wang, you heard me, right? I'll treat you to a drink later since you've taken this matter seriously."
Here, Meng Zhiyu went to the hospital under the scorching sun, bought some anti-swelling ointment, and then went home.
As soon as she entered the room, she saw Meng Yanmei hugging Mrs. Lu's arm and acting coquettishly. Mrs. Lu looked at her stepdaughter, feeling disgusted but still smiling gently. "Xiaoyu, you're back. I heard from your sister that she met you at the state-owned restaurant. Did your uncle write to you?"
Meng Zhiyu knew she was asking where the money came from. Since there was no one else in the house, she didn't bother to pretend anymore. "It's none of your business."
"You little bitch, how dare you talk to my mother like that? I'll teach you a lesson." Meng Yanmei was already angry, and she became even more furious when she heard that. She suddenly jumped up and rushed over here.
Mrs. Lu was concerned about the baby in her belly and was slow to react. She tried to pull the baby away but failed, so she had to watch her precious daughter being kicked away by her stepdaughter and falling heavily to the ground.
Meng Yanmei fell to the ground, stunned for a long time before she reacted. She had never suffered such an injustice before, and she immediately cursed Meng Zhiyu, "Bitch, you are as shameless and fickle as your mother."
"You deserve to be slept with and abandoned like your mother. Then we'll see how you still have the nerve to live."
"You want to snatch my parents from me? What qualifications do you have? You are destined to serve others for the rest of your life."
Meng Zhiyu grabbed her hair and pulled it back, his other hand lashing out left and right. Mrs. Lu screamed and ran over to stop him. Meng Zhiyu glanced at her stomach and said, "If you don't dodge and accidentally hurt your precious son, don't blame me for not warning you."
Mrs. Lu paused in her attempt to stop her. Meng Zhiyu sneered and continued to slap her, using her old tactics to provoke her. "See, your brother isn't even born yet, but he's more important to your mother than you. After he's born, you'll no longer be the most important person in her heart. All the good things in this house will belong to your brother."
Meng Yanmei was in so much pain that tears streamed down her face. When Mrs. Lu heard this, her face changed drastically. "What nonsense are you talking about, Meimei? Don't listen to her. In my heart, you are all the same."
"Really? Then why don't you come and save your dear Meimei?" Meng Zhiyu looked at her with amusement.
After she finished speaking, she let go of her hand, and Meng Yanmei collapsed to the ground. She opened her mouth to curse again, but when she met Meng Zhiyu's cold eyes, she shuddered with fear and dared not say anything else.
Meng Zhiyu washed her hands, glanced at Mrs. Lu who was gently coaxing the sulking Meng Yanmei, went back to her room, lay on the bed, and started today's study. She felt that the most important thing was to have the ability to protect herself, so she planned to learn self-defense.
Self-defense is a practical self-defense and fighting technique that combines boxing, martial arts, wrestling, judo, karate, grappling and other movements.
The system divides it into thirty courses. Click on the first lesson and start learning. The first lesson is relatively simple, but Meng Zhiyu is still so tired that he collapses on the bed like a salted fish, feeling sore all over.
Looking at the blind box in front of him, Meng Zhiyu asked Wangcai, "Wangcai, have you told your fathers if there is a space inside?"
Wangcai said in a mechanical voice, "Host, this doesn't conform to the regulations. For blind boxes, it depends on luck."
"Did you say it this time?"
"I told you, the fathers said, this is just the first time, and it won't happen again."
“…”
Meng Zhiyu opened the blind box, and a transparent cube the size of a chalk box floated out. "Host, place your hand on it."
Meng Zhiyu did as he was told. The moment his hand touched the cube, a dazzling white light flashed and the cube disappeared.
"The host can sense it with his consciousness."
Meng Zhiyu tried it and saw a room the size of a classroom. She took out some money and jade pendant and put them in, finally feeling a little safe.
In the evening, after finishing his homemade dinner as usual, he took out a letter from his trouser pocket and handed it to Meng Dawang who had just walked in. "Dad, I went out for a while today, and a little kid stopped me and asked me to hand this letter to you."
Meng Dawang glanced at the girl he hated, took the letter, opened it on the spot and began to read. His face changed drastically after he finished reading it. Seeing that he looked upset, Mrs. Lu came over, hugged his arm, and asked softly, "Whose letter is it from? What does it say?"
Meng Dawang pulled his arm free with a dark face and looked at Meng Zhiyu suspiciously, "Who is this kid? Why would he give you this letter?"
Meng Zhiyu looked at him speechlessly. "Didn't I tell you? This kid who suddenly appeared insisted on giving it to me. He must have known you were my father. But aren't letters usually delivered by the postman or picked up by yourself? Who wrote this letter, Dad?"
Of course she knew what the news was about. She had forged it. It said that Meng Yanmei was entangled with other men and that the child in her belly was someone else's. She was not sure whose the child belonged to, but it was true that she was entangled with other men.
"Why do you care so much? Go back to your room." Meng Dawang saw that she didn't know anything about his questions, so he said perfunctorily in annoyance. He turned around and pulled Lu into their room. Soon, a quarrel was heard.
"Hey, you little bitch, what's the letter you wrote to Dad?" Meng Yanmei asked Meng Zhiyu with a bad face as she listened to the quarreling and her mother's crying coming from her parents' room.
Meng Zhiyu rolled her eyes at her and turned back to her room. Meng Yanmei looked at her back and suddenly raised her leg to kick her. Meng Zhiyu dodged quickly as if she had eyes behind her. Meng Yanmei fell to the ground due to inertia and hit her face directly on the ground, "Ah... Wuuwuwu~"
"You should think about how to maintain your position. How can targeting me help you? Can I always make you the most precious treasure in the family?"
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