Chapter 17: Biological Mother and Adoptive Mother
Yang Wenting's eyes widened with anger, as if fire was about to burst out of them. She shouted loudly: "Yang Mian, you unfilial daughter, do you want to piss me off to death? I must beat you to death today."
After saying that, she picked up a feather duster from some corner and rushed towards Yang Mian aggressively. The feather duster made a whirring sound in the air, as if venting her anger.
Yang Mian stood there, with a hint of despair and indifference in her eyes. She did not dodge, but took the blow head-on.
The feather duster hit her body, making a crisp sound, but there was no trace of pain on her face, as if her body could no longer feel the pain.
Yang Mian slowly raised her head and looked at the thread in her and Yang Wenting's hands that symbolized family affection, and felt sad.
I saw that the family bond had faded by another 30%. Within one day, this originally deep family bond had been broken in half.
Yang Mian sneered in her heart: "Yang Wenting, you are really great!" She felt that this beating from the feather duster seemed to have some value, at least it made her see her mother more clearly.
"Mom, I am your biological daughter. You have beaten and scolded me time and again for someone else's daughter. Doesn't your conscience hurt?" Yang Mian's voice trembled a little, which was the grievance and anger that the original owner had suppressed for a long time.
Yang Wenting disagreed and loudly retorted: "What do you mean someone else's daughter? I told you that although Yang Huan didn't come out of my belly, I raised her by myself. She is better than my biological daughter."
A trace of pain flashed across Yang Mian's eyes: "What about me! Am I not your daughter? Am I so unimportant in your heart?"
Yang Wenting frowned and said, "You, as long as you and Yang Huan get along well, we are a family."
Yang Mian smiled bitterly, and said coldly, "If I don't get along well with her, this family will either have me or her, or have her or me!?"
Yang Wenting's eyes widened, she looked at Yang Mian in shock, and she scolded loudly: "Can't you tolerate your sister? Ah! She has been used to a life of luxury since she was a child. If she leaves the Yang family, how will she live? How can you be so vicious?"
After hearing what her mother said, Yang Mian could no longer suppress her anger. She shouted, "She has hands and feet, how can she starve to death? I didn't have luxurious clothes and delicious food before, but I also grew up to be 18 years old. I can clean and help with work to earn money, but why can't I do that with her? Aren't you too hypocritical?"
Yang Mian thought to himself, "She is such a blind mother indeed. Fortunately, I am going to break off the relationship. Otherwise, if I have to face this brainless mother every day, I am afraid that my cultivation level will drop rapidly due to anger."
"How can you compare with Huanhuan!" Yang Wenting said with contempt, "Huanhuan has been learning singing, dancing and playing the piano since she was young. Her hands are meant to be used to create art. How can they be used for rough work like cleaning?"
After saying that, he didn't forget to roll his eyes at Yang Mian.
When Yang Mian heard this, he suddenly became furious and couldn't help but yell back, "Ha! You double-standard dog!"
Yang Wencheng, who was standing by, saw Yang Mian scolding his mother so much and even daring to talk back and curse. He immediately pointed at Yang Mian and cursed him angrily: "Yang Mian, look at you, you have no manners at all! You even dare to curse your own mother, I think you are rebellious!"
However, facing his father's scolding, Yang Mian had no intention of backing down. Instead, he straightened his chest and retorted with confidence: "She taught me how to be well-mannered. If you really say that I have no manners, then it's her fault!" As he spoke, Yang Mian pointed his finger at Qingxiang, the nanny who was standing silently beside Yang Huan.
At this moment, Yang Wencheng looked in the direction Yang Mian pointed. When his eyes fell on the nanny Qingxiang, the words of reprimand that were on the tip of his tongue were suddenly stuck by something and he swallowed them back.
Although Qingxiang is about the same age as Yang Wencheng, they actually have a close relationship that is unknown to the public.
In private, Qingxiang can be regarded as the woman who understands Yang Wencheng's thoughts best.
How could Yang Wencheng bear to scold such a gentle, considerate and understanding girl?
"Oh, you can't bear to scold me?" Yang Mian raised the corner of his mouth slightly, looking at Yang Wencheng with a smile, his eyes full of ridicule and disdain.
She thought to herself: How could Yang Wencheng's little tricks escape my eyes?
Yang Mian already knew all about Yang Wencheng's little troubles.
This scumbag, who already has a wife at home, still doesn't know how to restrain himself. He fools around with the nanny and even causes a death. That’s Yang Huan.
Not only that, he had more than just this one affair.
He also secretly keeps mistresses outside! It can be said that colorful flags are flying and love is everywhere.
He didn't go to the company for the meeting this morning, but went to Xiaowu to show his courtesy.
The reason is simple, it's because Xiaowu is pregnant with Yang's child, a boy! Yang Mian knew all of this.
At this time, Qingxiang, who was standing aside, heard what Yang Mian said, her face turned pale instantly, and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.
She clutched the corner of her clothes tightly with both hands, her eyes dodging, and said with a trembling voice: "What...what are you reluctant to give up, Yang Mian, don't talk nonsense here and let the lady misunderstand."
Obviously, Qingxiang's heart was already in a mess. As the saying goes, if a person does something wrong, he will always feel uneasy in his heart, fearing that the truth will be exposed.
However, how could Yang Mian let them go so easily? I only heard her sneer and raise her voice and say, "What misunderstanding? Are you misunderstanding that you and your sponsor are having an affair?"
As soon as these words were spoken, Yang Wencheng felt a surge of blood rushing to his head, and his chest felt like it was hit hard by a sledgehammer. He was so angry that his heart and liver began to ache.
He widened his eyes, pointed at Yang Mian with an angry face and shouted, "Yang Mian, I think you are really asking for a beating. Can you just say something like this casually?"
Yang Mian glared back at Yang Wencheng without showing any weakness, and said loudly: "You know best whether I said anything nonsense or not!" After saying that, he raised his chin provocatively.
Yang Wenting, who was standing by, heard the quarrel between the two and could not help but look suspiciously at her husband and nanny.
Those eyes were full of doubt and suspicion, as if trying to see through their appearance into their inner hearts, trying to find the slightest ambiguous clues in their expressions, movements and even subtle changes in breathing.
Qingxiang seemed a little flustered at this time. She hurriedly stepped forward, waved her hands at Yang Wenting and explained: "Madam, please don't listen to the nonsense of this little girl Yang Mian! She just wants to deliberately provoke the relationship between us to divert everyone's attention from the real problem! Besides, I am a married woman, how could I do such a shameless thing!" As she spoke, Qingxiang's face showed an extremely aggrieved expression.
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