Chapter 12 I Should Have Been Used to It Long Ago
Xu Yueyao was still dressed like a colorful peacock, covered in gold, silver and jewelry, showing her wealth. Her voice was full of arrogance.
"Hey, isn't this Miss Jiang Yaojiang, the representative of Yunsheng Company, which has a contract with Liheng Group? Why are you picking up trash at the school gate?"
She raised her foot and stepped on the book that Jiang Yao was about to pick up.
Oh, so what if Lu Xuan doesn’t like her? He still has to get engaged to her obediently.
When I went back and told my parents about my grievances, they were so distressed that they asked my uncle to add another 10 million yuan to the investment for my new play. At the same time, they made an appointment to meet the Lu family at a luxurious restaurant tonight to set the engagement date!
Jiang Yao looked up at her coldly.
“Get out of the way!”
"What else can you do if I don't let you do it?" Xu Yueyao looked down at Jiang Yao, the jealousy in her eyes obvious.
Damn little bitch, with such a humble background, yet she has a face that brings disaster to the country and the people.
She already knew that not only was Jiang Yao not convicted of plagiarism, but he was also protected by that man surnamed Xie and humiliated Lu Xuan.
If she hadn't sold her body, how could that Xie man help her?
"Jiang Yao, you really made the transition seamlessly. You climbed into Xie Hao's bed right after leaving Lu Xuan. The man who picked you up from the banquet before didn't know about it, right?"
Jiang Yao pushed her away, picked up the book and stood up.
"You are indeed a filthy person. Just because you have no ability, you think all women in the world are as stupid as you. Read more books, Miss Xu."
The humiliation of being called a wild chicken turning into a phoenix at the banquet came back to her. Xu Yueyao was so angry that she raised her hand to hit him, but Jiang Yao fought back first.
“Bang!”
Unexpectedly, before Jiang Yao's slap landed, a crisp slap sounded on Jiang Yao's face first, but the person who hit him was not Xu Yueyao.
Even if you thought you had let it go long ago.
But at this moment, Jiang Yao looked at the man who was protecting Xu Yueyao and looking at her coldly, and an uncontrollable pain rose in his heart again.
Huo Yishen, Xu Yueyao's uncle.
He was also the person she had called "uncle" for eighteen years.
If it was someone else who hit her, Jiang Yao wouldn't be so sad.
But Huo Yishen was different. Although he was his uncle, he was only four years older than him.
He has been very good to me since I was a child. Before I knew that I was a fake daughter, he was a good uncle who held me in the palm of his hand.
He even treats me better than Xu's mother. Once when I was a child, I fell into an ice river. He risked his life to save me and even froze my legs for me. I still have leg pain on cloudy and rainy days.
But since Xu Yueyao came back, everything seems to have changed.
"Jiang Yao, you've grown so powerful that you even dare to attack Yaoyao!" Huo Yishen shouted harshly, his eyes full of hatred for her.
He then looked at Xu Yueyao beside him, his face full of pity.
"Yaoyao, are you okay?"
Xu Yueyao's eyes suddenly turned red, as if she had suffered a great injustice.
"Uncle, I'm just being kind and concerned about Miss Jiang. After all, she was once a member of our Xu family.
But she scolded me for meddling in other people's business, saying I was a country bumpkin who was not presentable and had an empty head, and asked me to read more books.
Huo Yishen seemed to be instantly ignited with anger after he finished speaking. He turned around and stared at Jiang Yao, saying word by word, "Jiang Yao, why do you think you can read so much?"
"If you hadn't usurped Yaoyao's life, would she have ended up in an orphanage, suffering so much, without even being able to read?
As a beneficiary, you are so proud of bullying the victims. You really make me sick!"
Jiang Yao's heart trembled. Although he expected him to say something unpleasant, he was still deeply hurt by his words.
He didn't even figure out the whole story, but believed Xu Yueyao's lies without hesitation.
But in fact, she should have gotten used to it a long time ago.
She sneered, her tone light.
"She was the one who started the trouble."
"You're still quibbling!" Huo Yishen didn't believe it and pressed her forcefully, "Apologize to Yaoyao immediately, otherwise, you'll never be able to call me uncle again!"
His face was as cold as ice, and he looked at her without a trace of emotion.
Xu Yueyao, who was standing by, immediately gave her a smug and provocative look.
Jiang Yao lowered his eyes silently.
She thought that even though digging out the rotten sore would be excruciatingly painful, one day it would need to be completely removed.
Although her heart was numb with pain, she paused, still forcing herself to endure it, raised her head, and her eyes had become much colder.
"Mr. Huo, have you forgotten that you and I are no longer related? After that incident, you are no longer my uncle, so why should I stop calling you uncle?"
She deliberately used honorifics to create distance.
He also glanced at Xu Yueyao.
When Xu Yueyao heard her mention that incident, she suddenly felt guilty, but so what? Jiang Yao had no evidence at all!
Huo Yishen was also startled. Through those beautiful eyes, he seemed to see her innocently following behind him as a child, always calling him "uncle, uncle", and her smiling face when she acted coquettishly towards him.
However, at this moment, there was no smile on this face anymore.
Thinking of that incident, a trace of pain flashed across his eyes uncontrollably, but he quickly concealed it, his face full of anger!
"you!"
Jiang Yao, however, looked at him calmly and declared, "After this slap, our friendship is severed. From now on, I don't owe Mr. Huo anything."
"Also," she looked at Xu Yueyao coldly, "I told you that the truth about that matter will be revealed sooner or later!"
With that, she walked right past them and left.
Only Xu Yueyao and Huo Yishen were left standing there in a daze.
Xu Yueyao looked terrified. She didn't expect that Jiang Yao really held a grudge!
And he was so cruel that he dared not to recognize Huo Yishen. But she knew that Huo Yishen was always different to Jiang Yao, otherwise, she would not have failed to return the slap just now.
She just doesn't believe it!
"Uncle..." Xu Yueyao's eyes were red. "She even dared to threaten me. You know how she slandered me back then. You must stand up for me!"
She complained aggrievedly, tears falling down her face.
Seeing her look, Huo Yishen suddenly came back to his senses and frowned deeply.
"Don't worry, uncle will seek justice for you!"
Jiang Yao, she is an orphan, and now she has been abandoned by Lu Xuan. He doesn't believe that she dares to sever ties with them. She is just pretending!
Xu Yueyao's eyes flashed with pride, and she pretended to be well-behaved and said weakly: "Uncle, you are so kind."
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The other side.
Jiang Yao walked a short distance before she met Jiang Haozhe who came to pick her up for dinner.
She was a little surprised: "Uncle, I haven't called you yet, why are you here?"
Jiang Haozhe invited her to get in the car and said with a faint smile: "I just happened to be passing by and stopped by to wait for you. What a coincidence that I ran into you before I even arrived."
However, the next moment he saw the red marks on her face, and his expression changed immediately, "Yaoyao, what's wrong with your face?"
Jiang Yao's face suddenly darkened. Not wanting to let Jiang Haozhe worry about him in such a matter, he quickly said, "It's okay, I just bumped into it accidentally."
Bumped into?
Jiang Haozhe's eyes instantly turned deep. He was no fool and could tell at a glance that Jiang Yao had been beaten. But she had come to see her teacher today. He had investigated the old man and he knew he was definitely not the type to hit Jiang Yao. That was...
At this moment, he suddenly caught a glimpse of two figures walking out of the door from the corner of his eye, and his eyes suddenly darkened!
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