The two heavy vermilion-lacquered doors of the Sang Mansion were suddenly pulled open by someone inside, making a loud "clang" sound.
Sunlight suddenly poured into the Sang family's deep front yard, illuminating the world of confrontation outside the door.
Sang Chengze and his wife, Mrs. Yao, were dragged out of the thunderous silence of the inner courtyard by the doorman's distraught announcement.
Sang Chengze's face turned ashen, his teeth clenched tightly, as if he was trying to swallow a mouthful of blood. His usually dignified and majestic gaze was like a knife tempered with ice.
He didn't even bother to put on his official robes, and his stiff body was wrapped in his casual dark brown robes.
Yao next to her looked even more miserable. She held her husband's stiff arm tightly with one hand for support. Her hair was slightly messy, and a few strands of gray hair hung down on her cheeks.
There was no trace of blood on his pale face, his lips were trembling, and his eyes were fixed on the figure kneeling outside the door.
Her daughter.
She personally arranged for her daughter, watched with her own eyes as she put on her wedding dress and left with the Yao family's wedding procession - Sang Wenyin!
In public, with her belly protruding, she knelt at the door of her own home, surrounded by countless people watching and laughing at her!
Kneeling beside him was Liao Lingxi, the useless scholar with no money and no future!
Yao's vision suddenly went dark, and a stream of hot blood rushed into her throat. The dizziness made her body sway, and her throat gurgled.
All his life's planning was to get rid of poverty, let his daughter marry into the big tree of Yao family, and help the Sang family in the future, right?
Now everything is ruined! Totally lost! This evil creature actually faked his own death to escape his marriage, and even committed such a shameful act that will bring the Sang family to ruin!
"Yin'er?" Yao's voice was trembling and piercing, filled with incredible fear and a complete outburst of resentment. "You! How dare you..."
When Sang Wenyin saw her parents emerge, her heart suddenly sank. The long-suppressed grievances and the desperate courage she felt at that moment suddenly broke through. She took two steps forward on her knees, raised her tear-stained face, and spoke in a hoarse, desperate voice, "Dad! Mom! I'm such an unfilial daughter! I'm really at my wit's end!"
She kowtowed recklessly, her forehead hitting the cold bluestone slabs with a dull sound.
"Please have mercy on me, Mom and Dad! Please help me and Brother Ling Xi be together! We truly love each other! I beg you!" She burst into tears, the sorrow and despair in her voice soaring to the sky. "I know we have embarrassed you! But the child is innocent! For the sake of the Sang family's blood, please give the child a chance to live, give me a chance to live!"
Seeing Sang Wenyin like this, Liao Lingxi immediately bowed his head, his posture extremely humble. "Grand Secretary! Madam! All the mistakes are my fault! It's my incompetence! It's my bewildered mind that has ruined the young lady's reputation! I am willing to bear all the blame! Please don't blame the young lady anymore! She has a pure filial heart towards you two! I swear, from now on, I will protect the young lady with all my heart and soul!"
Among the crowd gathered in three layers, there were always some ordinary people who were just watching the fun or were moved by the "sincerity".
Immediately a bold voice shouted in the crowd:
"Hey! The girl is already pregnant, it's a done deal, why is Lord Sang trying to break them up?"
"Yes, yes! No matter how big the offense is, for the sake of the child, just accept him as your son-in-law!"
"The officials are so hard-hearted! Their own daughter is kneeling outside and begging, how can they be so cruel?"
"That's right! Miss Sang almost lost her life, but she ran away from her marriage for her lover. Her love for her lover is stronger than gold!"
The crowd's noise was like adding fuel to the fire. Sang Chengze's face turned from ashen to a terrifying purple, and the veins on his forehead throbbed.
Yao, who had been staring at her daughter, was suddenly awakened by the word "running away from marriage" like a steel needle.
She suddenly broke free from her husband's arms, rushed to Sang Wenyin, bent down, and stared at Sang Wenyin with bloodshot eyes:
"Run away?" Her voice was completely distorted by extreme anger and confusion, so sharp it scratched one's eardrums. "Who told you to run away?! On the day the Yao family came to pick you up! I saw you get into the bridal sedan with my own eyes! I saw you leave with Yao Zhenyun with my own eyes! How could you be here?! Speak!"
Sang Wenyin flinched at her mother's sudden outburst of rage, but now that things had come to this, she decided to go for it.
She raised her tear-stained and dusty face, a trace of resentment and contempt for her mother's painstaking arrangements flashing across her eyes: "It was me who made Cui Yan wear my wedding dress and get into the bridal sedan for me!"
She even added with a sense of pleasure, "That Yao Zhenyun! He's just a worthless bastard from my uncle's family! Why? Why should I marry him? A son of a lowly maid from a merchant family is worthy of being my husband? He's not even worthy of carrying Brother Ling Xi's shoes!"
This sentence completely ignited the Yao family.
She had put so much effort, even the kindness of her own family, into arranging this seemingly unfair, but actually stable, path to prosperity for her daughter! Yet, in her daughter's eyes, she was so unbearable! She was even replaced by Cui Yan, the maid she regarded as her lifeline!
Her eldest daughter, whom she was so proud of, was actually an ungrateful and ungrateful person!
"Bitch!"
The grievances, disappointments, anger, fear and the pain of being completely betrayed that had been pent up in Yao for many days erupted like a volcano.
“Bang!”
A slap with all his strength landed harshly on Sang Wenyin's upturned face, so crisp and sharp!
Sang Wenyin was caught off guard and fell to the ground. Her hairpin fell off, her black hair was disheveled, a glaring red mark instantly appeared on her cheek, and thin traces of blood oozed from the corners of her mouth.
"Mom..." Sang Wenyin covered her face with her hands. Severe pain mixed with greater humiliation came over her, and she whimpered like a little animal.
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