Chapter 45: Venomous Tongue
Yang Wenting's brows were knitted together, as if they were tied into a knot. Her face was full of impatience. She shouted at Yang Mian at the top of her voice: "Yang Mian, what nonsense are you talking about? Why are you talking like a tongue twister? I can't understand a word you say!"
The sharp voice echoed in the room, filled with her annoyance and dissatisfaction.
However, Yang Wencheng, who was standing by, heard it clearly. His heart was instantly filled with turmoil and a barely perceptible trace of panic flashed across his face.
His hands unconsciously clutched the corners of his clothes, his knuckles turning white from the force.
He cursed in his heart: Damn it, how did this girl Yang Mian know all this?
Once these secrets are revealed, all the hard work that he has put in over the years will come to naught.
Yang Mian and Yang Wenting are indeed mother and daughter, but Yang Mian is not Yang Wencheng's biological daughter, but another man's.
For so many years, Yang Wenting had been kept in the dark and always thought that the man she had a one-night stand with was Yang Wencheng.
Yang Wencheng also took advantage of this misunderstanding and successfully married into the Yang family and became a son-in-law.
Yang Huan is his and his nanny Qingxiang's biological daughter.
Because of this, Yang Wencheng was particularly fond of Yang Huan and much colder towards Yang Mian. He always thought of Yang Huan first in all the big and small matters at home, and often turned a blind eye to Yang Mian.
At this moment, Yang Wencheng was filled with anxiety, with beads of sweat oozing out of his forehead, for he was afraid that Yang Mian would blurt out the truth of what happened back then and completely disrupt his current affluent life.
Thinking of this, Yang Wencheng's face immediately changed into an expression of deep sorrow, his facial features slightly distorted by deliberate grief and indignation, and he loudly rebuked Yang Mian: "Yang Mian, stop trying to sow discord here! Your mother and I are a recognized loving couple. You said these things, which clearly shows that you have resentment towards your mother in your heart. She carried you for ten months and gave birth to you with great difficulty, so how could you say such heartbreaking words to her?" He looked as if Yang Mian had committed some heinous crime that was unforgivable by heaven.
Yang Wenting was already a little confused, and after hearing what Yang Wencheng said, the doubts that had just emerged in her heart instantly dissipated, and were replaced by deep dissatisfaction with Yang Mian.
Her eyes were wide open, like an angry female beast. She raised her hand and swung it towards Yang Mian, shouting, "You damn girl, are you really looking for a fight?"
Just as Yang Wenting's hand was about to fall on Yang Mian, Huo Yanshen, who had been sitting beside her, suddenly stood up, moving as agilely and quickly as a cheetah. He took a step forward and grabbed Yang Wenting's wrist with force.
His grip was so strong that Yang Wenting felt a sharp pain in her wrist, as if her bones were about to be crushed. The pain instantly spread throughout her body like an electric current.
"It hurts, it hurts..." Yang Wenting's tears welled up in pain and she couldn't help but scream loudly, her voice full of pain and fear.
Huo Yanshen's eyes were as cold as a sharp blade in the cold night, and his voice was low but full of deterrence: "Yang Mian is now a member of our Huo family, it is not your turn to teach her a lesson."
After saying that, he put a little more strength in his hands, and with a "click" sound, Yang Wenting's wrist was broken.
The crisp sound of bones breaking was particularly harsh in the silent room. Yang Mian sat on the chair at the dining table and watched the scene. She thought that Huo Yanshen had already vented her anger, and she was too lazy to do it herself.
This blind mother is still as stupid as ever. Yang Wencheng had almost transferred all the company's assets but she didn't even notice it. She also kept a mistress and children for her husband.
Yang Wencheng walked over and supported Yang Wenting. "Wenting, how are you?"
Yang Wenting's forehead was covered with beads of sweat. "My hand hurts so much, it seems like it's broken."
"Brother Huo, it was because my sister spoke rudely to my parents that my mother wanted to teach her a lesson. Please let my mother go!" Yang Huan pleaded for Yang Wenting. Her voice was soft and pitiful, but her eyes were staring straight at Huo Yanshen, full of admiration and desire.
Damn, Yang Huan has taken a fancy to my man? Yang Mian couldn't help but complain in his heart.
Before she could say anything, Huo Yanshen spoke up, his tone full of annoyance: "Who is your Brother Huo? I don't have a sister. The name of Brother Huo gives me goose bumps. Can you be a normal person?"
Yang Huan had never been treated so badly by a boy before. She was the dream girl of the whole school and was called a little fairy and a little princess. Every man who saw her would hold her in his hands and take good care of her.
Huo Yanshen actually said that she was abnormal. Humph, the harder it is to conquer a man, the more he can arouse her desire to conquer him.
She looked down on all those bootlickers in school who came at her call and left at her will. In her eyes, men with personality like Huo Yanshen were real men.
Yang Huan's eyes were slightly red from being scolded by Huo Yanshen, and tears were welling up in her eyes. She cried as soon as she said, "Brother Huo, I'm sorry... woo woo"
"If you want to cry, go outside. People who don't know would think your parents are dead. Why are you crying here?" Huo Yanshen cursed at all the members of the Yang family. This is just the beginning. If he doesn't make them suffer a lot, he will be unworthy of his title of "Master Huo".
Yang Huan really didn't dare to cry anymore. She thought to herself, how could Huo Yanshen not be gentle and considerate to women?
At school, as long as she frowned, someone would rush to ask about her well-being.
Humph, just watch! When she captures Huo Yanshen one day, she will definitely humiliate him.
In less than two minutes, Yang Huan's love for Huo Yanshen had turned into hatred. That hatred was like a flame in the darkness, burning fiercely in her heart.
Yang Mian listened attentively, his face filled with interest, as if he was attracted by an invisible magic.
Huo Yanshen's mouth is like a sharp sword, his words are sharp and precise, showing his venomous tongue as always.
Recalling her previous life, when she had conflicts with others, it was Huo Yanshen who stepped forward and used his rapid-fire words to silence the other party, leaving him unable to fight back.
That experience became the opportunity for them to meet each other.
Yang Mian still clearly remembers the scene when he first met Huo Yanshen - a seemingly gentle and refined scholar, but with such a great eloquence.
From that moment on, a fire of curiosity ignited in Yang Mian's heart, and she developed a strong interest in this unique man.
As time went by, Yang Mian began to take the initiative to approach Huo Yanshen and launched a fierce pursuit of him without any concealment.
At first, Huo Yanshen might have been a little surprised and uncomfortable, but gradually, infected by Yang Mian's enthusiasm, he gradually opened his heart.
In this way, the two of them interacted with each other, their feelings continued to heat up, and they became more and more familiar with each other.
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