After Liao Mengyao waited in the living room, Qin Song and her sister-in-law were by her side.
She looked around at her familiar home, the luxurious decor. This was where she had lived since childhood, and her heart was filled with happiness.
Jiang Ci said that her father wanted to see her.
Although her father was rarely home and they were always separated, she never expected that only her father would remember her at a time like this.
A smile played on her lips. She knew that after living in the Fu family for over twenty years, she had developed some feelings for them. Her father couldn't bear to see her homeless.
If she could go back to where she was, she could try to accept Tang Yaoyao.
It's better than being out there surrounded by those sleazy men.
Yesterday, she met a customer with unusual fetishes. He had whip marks and burns from wax dripping on his body, and any movement caused him unbearable pain.
She didn't want to serve those awful men anymore, not at all.
She took a deep breath, looked at her sister-in-law again, narrowed her eyes, and resumed her elegant demeanor: "Sister-in-law, how much longer until my father arrives?"
Hearing her address, Sister-in-law Li frowned and looked at her: "The master didn't say a time, so you just have to wait."
Fu Mengyao sensed that her sister-in-law's tone was particularly cold, lacking any of the gentleness she once possessed.
She felt very uncomfortable, but she forced herself to suppress it.
Once she returned to her original position, Sister-in-law Li Bie no longer dared to be so disrespectful to her.
Thinking of this, the corners of his mouth turned up again, revealing a generous and noble smile, and he walked step by step toward the sofa.
Just as she was about to sit down, Tang Yaoyao's voice arrived before she even entered the living room: "Sister-in-law Libie, could you please get a chair for Miss Liao? I've calculated that today, the Fu family avoids contact with strangers."
Fu Mengyao felt a pang of discomfort upon hearing her playful voice.
Tang Yaoyao dared to speak to her sister-in-law so casually; even she herself wouldn't have dared to be so presumptuous.
She frowned and looked behind Tang Yaoyao, only to see Su Mei pushing her in, but she didn't see Miss Liao.
When Sister-in-law saw her return, she smiled warmly and said, "Yes, Miss."
The woman carrying the farewell chair brought a small stool from the side and placed it next to the sofa.
At this moment, Su Mei pushed her into the living room.
The moment Tang Yaoyao entered the room, she exuded the aura of a mistress of the house, giving people an indescribable sense of submission.
She crossed her legs comfortably, leaned lazily against the wheelchair, and squinted her fox-like eyes: "Miss Liao, please sit down?"
Miss Liao?
Liao Mengyao didn't understand what she meant. She looked at her in confusion, then looked around behind her. Not seeing any unfamiliar woman, she belatedly realized, "Are you calling me?"
Liao Mengyao: "???"
She frowned. What was Tang Yaoyao up to?
She suppressed her anger, took a few deep breaths, and then smiled gently: "Sister, you're mistaken. My surname is Fu, and my name is Fu Mengyao."
Seeing her puzzled look, Tang Yaoyao suddenly realized and smiled, "Oh, I'm so sorry, I forgot to introduce you."
Seeing Tang Yaoyao's nonchalant demeanor, she became even more puzzled.
Then, she raised an eyebrow slightly and lazily curled her lips: "Miss Liao, after the day we separated at the hospital, you must have been wondering who your biological parents are, right?"
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