Chapter 270 Your adopted daughter is the apple of your eye, but what about your biological daughter?
"Madam Shen, it is an honor to have you at our humble abode. My daughter is currently recuperating at home, and upon hearing of your arrival, she very much wishes to perform a dance to entertain you."
Wang Xinghua learned that Madam Shen was a person who appreciated elegance, and that her daughter happened to be a dancer.
As long as Madam Shen likes her daughter, then it will be just around the corner for her daughter to stay by Liang Yizhi's side.
That's why she risked being fired and chose to barge in just as the banquet was about to end.
“Sister Ding,” Ji Ying said, feigning displeasure, “how can you be so ill-mannered? Besides, your daughter’s foot injury hasn’t healed yet, how can she dance for Madam Shen?”
Wang Xinghua assumed that the woman was deliberately trying to prevent her daughter from showing her face in front of important people, and hurriedly tried to explain.
"Madam, you may not know this, but Lian'er is the most filial child. Hearing that Madam Shen was coming, she specially went to get a painkiller injection and bandaged her ankle properly, so it won't delay her performance!"
Ji Ying was "surprised" by her words, and turned to look at Madam Shen with a somewhat troubled expression.
"The maid in the house doesn't know any manners, please excuse her. She just really wants her daughter to dance for you, this..."
"If you like dancing so much, why don't you go to a club to dance?" Shen Aizhu couldn't control her temper and interrupted contemptuously, "You can get tens of thousands for a striptease there, and the price is even higher if you can dance into a customer's bed."
"Aizhu!"
How could the daughter of the Shen family say such a thing?
Madam Shen immediately interrupted her sternly, then looked at Wang Xinghua, her tone becoming much gentler.
"Since she has this intention, let her jump."
"Okay, okay, I'll go get her right away."
Wang Xinghua left the dining hall overjoyed.
Within two minutes, Ding Lian, dressed in a flowing dance costume, arrived at the courtyard in front of the dining hall to the sound of classical music.
She was supple and graceful in her dance, but her eyes kept glancing at Liang Yizhi.
Shen Aizhu's heart was in turmoil, and she suppressed the urge to rush up and tear her clothes to shreds several times.
With her mother here, she absolutely must not lose her composure, and must not let her see her true colors.
However, at the climax of the dance, Ding Lian made a light spin and, facing Liang Yizhi and Madam Shen, slowly and perfectly performed the grand salute that an ancient concubine would give to her mistress and head of the household!
Shen Aizhu couldn't sit still any longer.
Only a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle could tolerate someone stealing her man in front of her.
Shen Aizhu stood up abruptly, picked up the bowl of soup that hadn't been touched much from the table, and splashed it at Ding Lian.
"You lowly thing! How dare you covet Brother Yizhi? You even want to be his concubine? You're not even worthy to carry his shoes. You'd be better off working as a prostitute on the street!"
Although the soup was no longer hot, it was still greasy and full of residue. It poured over Ding Lian's head, smearing her face and body.
She stood frozen in place, both shocked and ashamed, trembling all over, like a quail soaked by the rain.
"He was jumping just fine, what happened?"
Wang Xinghua rushed out and hugged her daughter.
After scolding Ding Lian, Shen Aizhu was still not satisfied and turned her anger towards Ji Ying, her words becoming increasingly sharp and sarcastic.
"And you! You couldn't even stop a servant's daughter, letting this kind of slut run wild under Brother Yizhi's nose. You really know how to be a Madam Liang! If you can't keep your man in check, then don't occupy this position and embarrass yourself!"
"Aizhu!" Madam Shen stood up, her voice stern. "Is this something you should be saying?"
Shen Aizhu's chest heaved violently, unable to suppress her excitement, completely losing her reason, and unable to even control her mother's anger.
"Why can't I say such things? Brother Yizhi is mine to begin with. She stole my man and couldn't keep him. She should divorce him sooner and let me marry Brother Yizhi. Then I'll let her see with her own eyes how Brother Yizhi loves me, so much so that he doesn't even want to get out of bed."
Snap!
Enraged, Madam Shen slapped her hard across the face.
Shen Aizhu covered her cheeks, her eyes wide with disbelief, and in her excitement, she became increasingly reckless with her words.
"Mom! You actually hit me for their sake? What did I say wrong? It's better for Brother Yizhi to marry me than to marry a dead person's memorial tablet..."
"Shut up!" Madam Shen interrupted sharply, her face ashen. "Look at yourself! Your mouth is full of foul language; you have no semblance of the demeanor expected of a young lady of the Shen family!"
Not wanting her daughter to continue to embarrass herself, she immediately instructed Suzhi, who had come with her.
"Send the Third Miss back immediately. She is not allowed to leave the room without my permission!"
Shen Aizhu still wanted to defend herself, but Su Zhi forcibly dragged her away.
Seeing that Madam Shen was punishing Shen Aizhu without any mercy, Wang Xinghua felt that her daughter had a chance. Just as she was about to speak eloquently, Madam Shen spoke first.
“A mother who cannot set a good example and is always thinking about how to push her children down the wrong path is not worthy of being a mother. It would be better not to have children at all.”
Wang Xinghua was speechless with shock and hurriedly helped the disheveled Ding Lian back down.
The living room fell silent immediately.
Madam Shen took a deep breath and looked at Liang Yizhi, "What's the point of keeping someone like that in the house? If you can't handle it, I'll have Suzhi come over tomorrow and deal with him for you."
Liang Yizhi did not respond immediately, but instead turned his gaze to Ji Ying, who was standing to the side.
Madam Shen was extremely astute and immediately realized that there was more to tonight's performance than met the eye.
Thinking of Shen Aizhu's earlier loss of composure, she felt a surge of emotions, and her hands, hanging by her sides, trembled slightly.
She looked at Liang Yizhi, her eyes filled with heartache and disappointment: "Yizhi, I have always trusted you the most. But how could you let Aizhu fall into such a state tonight because of others, unable to distinguish right from wrong?"
Before Liang Yizhi could speak, Ji Ying stepped in front of him, blocking Madam Shen's questioning gaze.
"What, you can't accept that your adopted daughter is this kind of person, so you take it out on my husband?"
Madam Shen's gaze darkened for a moment.
However, she did not get angry. Instead, she used an extremely cold and stern gaze to examine Ji Ying's rebirth from head to toe.
“Miss Ji,” her voice was soft but clear and sharp, “Yizhi has come a long way. With his status, what he needs is a partner who can assess the situation and consider the big picture, not someone who will make him lose his judgment and be unable to distinguish right from wrong.”
“So,” Ji Ying raised an eyebrow, “if Madam Shen thinks I’m not suitable, then which of your daughters would be suitable to marry him?”
Madam Shen gave Ji Ying a sharp look and said coldly, "Aizhu is the apple of my eye. If you dare to plot against her again, I won't let you off!"
After saying that, she walked towards the door without looking back.
Ji Ying gazed in the direction where Madam Shen had left, murmuring in a voice only she could hear.
"Your adopted daughter is the apple of your eye, but what about your missing biological daughter? Is she just a scapegoat for your husband?"
She blinked her stinging eyes, trying hard not to let the tears fall.
As soon as she turned around, she found Liang Yizhi looking at her.
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