Her lips moved, but she couldn't utter a single word.
How could Tang Yaoyao let her off so easily? She narrowed her fox-like eyes meaningfully and said lazily, "To put it nicely, you wanted her to live a life of wealth and luxury. To put it bluntly, she was just a tool for your revenge, a failed sacrifice."
Meng Qingyue's eyes were filled with icy killing intent as she coldly looked at her: "You don't need to sow discord. How can you possibly break down our relationship with just a few words?"
Tang Yaoyao shrugged: "First of all, I'm not trying to sow discord; the facts are right in front of us."
Secondly, you two never had any feelings for each other; it was just two mentally ill people comforting each other.
Third, the fact that Fu Mengyao can coexist peacefully with you is because you're helping her. You understand her and know her. You've done so many bad things, you should understand human nature even better. Once you fail, you'll be the culprit who caused her downfall. I'm quite curious whether she'll acknowledge you as her 'good' mother.
After he finished speaking, the room fell silent once again.
Every word Tang Yaoyao said was so true that no matter how eloquent Meng Qingyue was, she couldn't refute it.
Because she understood that her daughter and she were the same kind of people.
At this moment, Fu Jiang took out a lighter from his pocket and lit it one by one.
The sound lingered, like a time bomb in the tense atmosphere, ready to explode at any moment, making everyone's heart race with anxiety.
Then, he lit a cigarette and put it in his mouth. His neatly ironed trousers were slightly wrinkled because of his crossed legs, which made his legs look even longer.
His phoenix eyes, sharp as ice spikes, stared intently at Meng Qingyue's face. He took a drag of his cigarette and slowly exhaled the smoke.
He opened his lips, his voice cold and ruthless, full of banditry: "My daughter has said so much with all her heart, she must not have been able to bear seeing you and your mother become estranged. Rouge once said, be kind to people, so in that case, I will arrange for you to recognize each other as relatives."
Su Mei: "..."
Jiang Ci: "..."
Tang Yaoyao: "..."
This sudden change in style is both hilarious and intriguing.
Upon hearing this, Meng Qingyue turned pale: "I don't admit it!"
Can't……
It has to be admitted that Tang Yaoyao was absolutely right. If she accepted the marriage, the relationship she and Yao'er had worked so hard to build would be destroyed.
"Jiang Ci".
Jiang Ci immediately obeyed him: "Sir, please speak."
"Go and see him..."
Fu Jiang seemed to remember something, paused, furrowed his thick, dark eyebrows, looked at Qiao Yanzhi, exhaled smoke, and then said, "Her name has been removed from her ancestral home, and the surname Fu has been taken back."
Qiao Yanzhi: "Her father's name is Liao Xin. From now on, we'll call her Liao Mengyao."
"Jiang Ci".
"exist."
Fu Jiang then instructed, "Go find Liao Mengyao and bring her to see me. She has been a member of the Fu family for twenty years. Removing her ancestral status requires a farewell gift."
Jiang Ci nodded and turned to leave.
Meng Qingyue felt a chill run down her spine. Without thinking, she rushed over and grabbed Jiang Ci's sleeve: "You're not allowed to go."
Fu Jiang took one last drag of his cigarette, stubbed it out with his bare hand, blew a smoke ring, and then asked in a low voice, "After directing for twenty years, you think you're a director and can make decisions for others?"
Meng Qingyue turned to look at him.
Although his voice was low, his phoenix eyes were filled with a terrifying murderous intent.
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