Chapter 34: Breaking off the relationship 1
Yang Mian covered his beaten face with his hands, blood seeping from the corners of his mouth, and he looked extremely miserable.
Yang Huan, standing by, crossed his arms, with a smug smile on his face. His eyes seemed to say, "I'll let you block my way. If you block me, you will die."
Yang Mian bit her lower lip tightly. There was a shocking wound on her neck, which was aching slightly at the moment.
But she just remained silent, raised her head stubbornly, with a determination in her eyes. She felt there was no need to explain to these people how the injury on her neck came about.
Just at this moment, a burst of hurried footsteps broke the tense atmosphere.
Several people in police uniforms walked into the house led by Yang Ma. The leading policeman had a calm expression. He swept his eyes over everyone in the house and asked, "Is Yang Mian home?"
Yang Wenting did not hesitate for even a second. She flew into a rage, pointed her finger at Yang Mian's nose and started cursing: "Yang Mian, did you do something sneaky or ugly outside? The police are here! Why did I give birth to such a troublesome thing like you, causing me trouble every day!" After cursing, she was still not satisfied. She suddenly raised her hand and slapped Yang Mian hard in the face with a "slap".
Yang Mian's head was tilted to one side from the blow, and her messy hair covered her eyes.
But she was not angry. Instead, she laughed softly, her laughter full of mockery and sadness: "Oh, you didn't even ask why the police came here, but you are so eager to accuse me here. Is there any mother like you in the world?"
Yang Wenting stiffened her neck and shouted confidently, "Do you even need to ask this? If the police come to your house, what else can they do other than arrest someone? Are they going to give you a banner?"
Yang Mian quietly looked at the red string on his hand, which originally symbolized his affection for Yang Wenting. At this moment, it gradually faded and disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, until there was no trace of it at all.
The relationship was broken off successfully.
All this is thanks to Yang Wenting.
In just a few days, she completely severed the only remaining blood relationship between them, leaving no room for rift.
"Ma'am, there is a misunderstanding." The policeman standing by finally couldn't help but speak up, "We are indeed here to present a banner to Yang Mian. Today she helped us catch a wanted criminal, and our director specially asked us to come to Yang's house to express our gratitude to her."
"Aren't you giving me money?" Yang Mian raised his eyebrows slightly, with a hint of sarcasm in his tone.
When Yang Wencheng heard this, he immediately glared at Yang Mian in dissatisfaction and lectured him, "How can you talk to the police like that? The silk banner represents the highest honor. Can it be measured by money?"
After that, he turned to the police with a big smile on his face, "Comrade police, I am Yang Mian's father, please give me the banner! Thank you for making this trip."
"The banner is for me, not for you. Don't touch my things." Yang Mian showed no sign of weakness. He stepped forward and protected the banner behind him.
"Yang Mian, don't go too far! There must be a limit to being unreasonable!" Yang Wencheng's face turned red instantly and he shouted angrily.
"How am I being unreasonable? The police said the banner is for me." Yang Mian stiffened his neck and retorted without backing down.
"You are my daughter, and we are a family! When this banner is sent to your home and hung up, it will be the honor of our entire family!" Yang Wencheng stamped his feet anxiously. That was an honor, and in his eyes, it was more important than anything else.
Yang Mian sneered, his eyes full of sarcasm: "When you have benefits, you think of us as a family? When you beat me, why don't you think of me as your daughter?"
At this time, Yang Huan walked forward in a pretentious manner and advised with a wronged look on his face: "Sister, please stop making trouble. There are outsiders here. How can you let our parents put their faces?"
"Face? They themselves have no shame, and they still expect me to give them face? Dream on!" Yang Mian retorted mercilessly.
"Yang Mian, you are simply outrageous!" Yang Wenting was completely enraged. Her eyes widened and she raised her hand to hit Yang Mian again.
However, this time, Yang Mian is no longer the soft persimmon that can be bullied by others.
The mother-daughter relationship between her and Yang Wenting had long been worn out by these repeated injuries.
She quickly reached out and grabbed Yang Wenting's wrist with such force that Yang Wenting could not move.
"What? Hitting me twice wasn't enough, you want to hit me again? Am I so easy to bully?" Yang Mian's voice was low and cold, with flames of anger burning in his eyes.
"You deserve to be beaten!" Yang Wenting was still being stubborn.
"Do I deserve to be beaten?" Yang Mian laughed in anger. "The wound on my neck was caused by accident when I was arresting someone. You didn't ask anything and just assumed that I was fooling around outside. Ask yourself with your conscience, do you really treat me as your daughter?"
Yang Wenting was speechless, her eyes dodged, and she muttered softly: "You didn't say it yourself..."
"Did you give me a chance to explain, Ms. Yang?" Yang Mian deliberately emphasized the three words "Ms. Yang".
Yang Wenting's eyes widened, her face full of disbelief: "What did you call me? Ms. Yang? "
"Yes!" Yang Mian took a deep breath and said firmly, "Because you have never treated me as your daughter. From today on, I, Yang Mian, am no longer your daughter. You are you, and I am me. There is no connection between us anymore!"
"Are you crazy?" Yang Wenting screamed.
"I'm not crazy, I'm relieved!" Yang Mian looked around at the family, his eyes full of disgust, "I've had enough of you selfish people. From now on, I don't want to have anything to do with you anymore!"
"Yang Mian, you're going too far! How can you say that to your mother?" Yang Huan cried hypocritically.
"It's none of your business!" Yang Mian glared at her fiercely, "Stop pretending here, you're such a drama queen!"
As soon as Yang Mian finished speaking, the room fell into deathly silence. Everyone was shocked by her series of ruthless words.
The air seemed to have frozen, and only Yang Mian's heavy breathing was particularly clear in the silence.
The aggrieved expression on Yang Huan's face froze. She opened her mouth, but found that her throat seemed to be choked by something and she couldn't utter a word.
Yang Wencheng's face turned pale and red. He was so angry at his daughter's resistance and blunt words that he trembled all over, but he didn't know how to refute.
Yang Wenting stood there in a daze, her eyes empty, as if she had not yet recovered from the huge shock of Yang Mian's announcement of severing the mother-daughter relationship.
Her lips trembled slightly and she wanted to say something, but her throat was so dry that she couldn't make a sound.
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