"Yan Can!"
Yan Wan shouted at two figures strolling leisurely in the distance.
"Mom and Dad, look, isn't that Yan Can!"
Wang Juan and Yan Jian were startled by her, wondering how Yan Can could possibly be here.
But the next second, both of them were shocked.
"How could she...?"
Wang Juan stammered, unable to speak, while Yan Jian directly denied it, saying, "No."
He was extremely curious about why Yan Can was here and what her relationship with that man was, but he could only pretend that he hadn't seen anything.
He was truly terrified of his daughter, who was insane, ruthless, and unrecognizable to her own family.
Yan Jian's denial left Yan Wan somewhat confused.
"Isn't that so?"
But the way that girl looked at her just now was exactly like the way Yan Can had called her "dirty" last time.
Yan Can, however, has always been insecure, timid, and hesitant since childhood.
This girl, on the other hand, is confident, generous, flamboyant, and free-spirited—a completely different temperament.
Upon seeing this, Yan Jian cursed, "Even a turd with gold trim is still a turd. Yan Can, that jinx, will never become like that."
Wang Juan realized what was happening and joined in, saying, "Exactly, she's obviously a young lady from some wealthy family!"
After hearing Yan Wan's words, she became even more uncertain.
"Could it be that I really made a mistake?"
Watching the figure disappear into the distance, her gaze fell on the man in the black coat.
That makes sense.
Yan Can is the kind of person who doesn't deserve to be liked.
It's even more impossible for her to be with a man who is so outstanding in terms of family background, appearance, and physique.
Seeing that Yan Wan was still staring into the distance, Wang Juan scolded, "Why are you bringing up Yan Can for no reason? If you don't want to help us, just say so. Why beat around the bush and mention that little beast!"
Yan Wan suddenly felt exhausted. "Haven't I helped you enough?"
Since being hospitalized, not to mention the housekeeper and Mrs. Gu, she herself has spent over a million yuan.
But Dad gambled it all away.
Wang Juan said, "You are our daughter, it is only right that you help us."
Yan Wan laughed angrily, "But you have more than one daughter!"
Wang Juan seemed to have heard a huge joke.
She stepped forward, staring into Yan Wan's eyes, "Press your conscience and tell me, how many daughters do we have?"
Yan Wan couldn't open her mouth.
Wang Juan said, "From childhood to adulthood, we've bought you whatever you wanted. The best food, the best clothes, even if it meant going into debt and stealing, we'd still let you wear new dresses to satisfy your vanity..."
Yan Wan pouted, "Mom, that's all in the past!"
"The past?" Wang Juan sneered. "Does the past cease to exist?"
She began to give examples.
“You eat the best food every meal, while Yan Can has been eating three meals a day since childhood, and he only eats leftovers.”
"Aside from your dad getting drunk and mistaking you for Yan Can, when have we ever scolded or hit you?"
"Yan Can was beaten all day long, even though she did all the housework and collected garbage to sell to supplement the family income..."
At this point, Wang Juan suddenly remembered something.
"You haven't forgotten, have you? Once you broke your dad's wine bottle. You were afraid of being scolded, so you blamed Yan Can. Your dad almost beat Yan Can to death. Afterwards, the neighbors brought some medicine and eggs and asked you to secretly give them to Yan Can. You agreed to the neighbors, but afterwards you stole and ate all the eggs."
Upon hearing this, the debt collectors all looked at Yan Wan.
The youngest daughter in this family is already pitiful enough because she is not loved, and this older sister bullies her. She is not human!
The butler also came out of the villa.
His gaze fell on Yan Wan, devoid of any warmth.
Yan Wan felt somewhat embarrassed by the look she was being given.
She looked at Wang Juan unhappily, "Mom, you've got it wrong..."
"Did I remember wrong?"
"My mind is perfectly sharp!"
Wang Juan chuckled and brought up another matter.
"When Yan Can was in junior high school, a boy liked her and secretly gave her snacks and money. When he saw that her feet were frostbitten and oozing pus, he bought her a pair of cotton shoes. You secretly told the teacher to isolate her from her classmates, and you also spread rumors about her everywhere. In the end, you even hid all those things..."
"mom!"
The more Wang Juan spoke, the more embarrassed Yan Wan became.
What's the point of talking about these old, trivial matters?
She was young and naive back then, so what if she made a small mistake? Who hasn't made mistakes when they were young?
After Yan Wan stopped her, Wang Juan smiled.
"Okay, if you don't want me to talk about it, then Mom won't say anything."
"But you should also have some idea of what's going on in your mind."
“We had two daughters, but the other one was almost beaten to death or starved to death by us. It’s just that she was unlucky to survive.”
Speaking of which...
Wang Juan felt that they had been terrible people in the past.
Yan Wan glared angrily at Wang Juan, "Mom, stop talking!"
Can't you see the housekeeper is here?
And you still say this!
What if the housekeeper tells Gu Chen about these things?
Although Gu Chen wouldn't leave her because of this, she didn't want to ruin her image in Gu Chen's heart because of these trivial matters.
"I'm going to say it anyway..."
Wang Juan wanted to continue, but Yan Jian was getting impatient.
"Stop talking nonsense and get to the point!"
Wang Juan coughed before getting back to the main topic.
"You said we have more than one daughter, so tell me now, should we go to Yan Can for money?"
Yan Wan remained silent.
But he was very resentful.
Why can't we accept it?
She was silent for a moment before stammering, "At least, you raised her..."
"Pah!"
This is a thug behind Wang Juan.
He felt disgusted by what he heard and spat directly onto Yan Wan's skirt.
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