The slap was forceful, and Jiao Jiao's head was turned to the side.
Clear fingerprints instantly appeared on her fair cheeks.
"Wah—" Jiao Jiao was stunned for a moment, then burst into tears.
"Qingtang! What are you doing!"
Mr. and Mrs. Shen's expressions changed drastically, and they rushed over to protect Jiao Jiao in their arms.
Mother Chen touched Jiao Jiao's face with heartache, her eyes reddening: "She's still a child! How could you hit her so hard?"
Father Shen's face also darkened: "Let's talk this out. What kind of behavior is it to hit a child!"
"Child?" Shen Qingtang looked at the child being held protectively in her parents' arms.
Jiaojiao cried even more aggrievedly.
Her tone turned cold. "What did she just say? She cursed me as a poisonous woman, said I harmed people. Is that something a child should say?"
She looked at her parents and said, word by word, "You protect her, but do you know what she does every day? Have you forgotten the last family banquet, when she said in front of everyone that I treated her badly and that I, as her mother, was heartless? Have you forgotten that she always talks behind my back, saying that I am not as good to her as her grandmother, and that Father was blind to marry me?"
Shen's parents still felt sorry for Jiaojiao.
After all, she is their only granddaughter.
It is my daughter's flesh and blood.
Mother Shen hugged Jiao Jiao and coaxed her softly, "Jiao Jiao, be good, don't cry, your grandmother is here."
Unexpectedly, Jiao Jiao suddenly pushed her away.
Caught off guard, Chen Mu staggered back two steps.
Even more shockingly, Jiao Jiao spat on Shen's mother and shrieked, "You old hag, you're despicable! You raised such a despicable daughter as Shen Qingtang! I hate you!"
Mother Shen stood frozen in place, all color draining from her face.
Her eyes were filled with disbelief. How could her beloved granddaughter, whom she had cherished for so long, say such a thing to her?
Shen Qingtang stood to the side.
His eyes were as cold as ice.
She had known all along that Jiaojiao was not her child.
Before Shen's mother could recover, Shen Qingtang stepped forward and slapped Jiao Jiao across the face again.
This slap was harder than the previous one. Jiao Jiao was knocked to the ground, covering her cheek, her eyes filled with resentment.
"You dare hit me? I'll go find my dad and grandma and have them teach you a lesson!" Jiaojiao got up, crying, and ran out of the crowd.
Lu Jin saw the slap mark on Jiao Jiao's face.
His face immediately darkened, and he pointed at Shen Qingtang, angrily rebuking her: "Shen Qingtang! You are too heartless! No matter what, she is still your own daughter, how could you be so cruel?"
Lin Peirou pretended to mediate, but actually fanned the flames: "Sister-in-law, let's talk this out. Jiaojiao is still young, why bother arguing with her..."
Shen Qingtang glanced at them, then suddenly looked at Lu Jin with a half-smile, and slowly asked, "My biological daughter? Lu Jin, are you sure she's my daughter?"
Lu Jin's expression suddenly changed, his eyes flickered, and he subconsciously avoided Shen Qingtang's gaze.
His lips moved.
Lu Jin was momentarily speechless at Shen Qingtang's question, then retorted defiantly, "How can she not be your daughter? She was clearly born after you carried her for ten months!"
Shen Qingtang raised her eyes and stared straight at him.
I asked again, "Are you sure?"
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