Liao Mengyao watched the Fu family sitting on the sofa. Qiao Yanzhi was so beautiful, and Fu Jiang was so charming. They had passed on all their good qualities to Tang Yaoyao.
What a happy and beautiful painting this is.
She just couldn't fit in no matter what she did...
She closed her eyes, and at that moment, she finally understood that everything was irreversible.
They're all Tang Yaoyao.
If it weren't for Tang Yaoyao, how would her true identity have been revealed? And why would her loving parents have sought out her despicable biological parents?
The more noble she once was, the more tragically she has fallen.
All of this is thanks to him.
His gaze locked onto the fruit knife on the table. Without the slightest hesitation, he rushed forward, grabbed the knife, and stabbed it into Tang Yaoyao's throat.
However, before he could even touch her body, Fu Ziyi suddenly stepped forward and kicked Liao Mengyao several meters away from the sofa with a spiral kick.
This kick shattered all of Liao Mengyao's dignity.
Clang—
The ceramic fruit knife fell to the ground with a crisp sound, breaking as if mocking her overestimation of her abilities.
She looked up and saw Qiao Yanzhi, Fu Jiang, and Fu Ziyi protecting her, and spat out a mouthful of blood.
Her heart felt like it was being torn apart, the pain making her face pale. She wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and roared, "Tang Yaoyao, you destroyed my happy family! You deserve to die a horrible death! One day, everyone who loves you will leave you!"
Tang Yaoyao didn't even frown, but smiled instead: "What, do you want me to sue you for attempted murder and put you in jail, so you can reunite with your biological parents in prison?"
Meng Qingyue's breath hitched. This was her last chance to give Yao Yao and her, but unexpectedly, Tang Yaoyao said it out loud.
So, she wanted to...
Sure enough, the next moment, she said, "I won't let you go to jail. I'll let you see the world for yourself and see how happy everyone in my Fu family is. You are only fit to walk the road ahead alone. The feeling of being worse than dead is just the beginning."
Meng Qingyue closed her eyes.
She should understand that Tang Yaoyao carries the blood of Qiao Yanzhi and Fu Jiang, and making their enemies suffer a fate worse than death, living a life of humiliation, is their basic tactic.
After she was imprisoned, Yao Yao lost her protection, and her gradual descent into prostitution was just the beginning.
What should Yao Yao do now?
Yao Yao has lived a glamorous and noble life for twenty years. How could she bear to let her live the rest of her life worse than a dog?
Just then, the police arrived.
When Liao Mengyao heard the alarm, her breath caught in her throat, and for the first time, she looked at her parents standing together. The police had come to arrest them.
The only person who was still willing to treat her well was gone.
Seeing the pain in her eyes, Meng Qingyue was bewildered and quickly walked over.
He helped her up from the ground, reached out and gently wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth. His hand trembled violently, lingering on her cheek several times, reluctant to leave.
I gazed intently at her face, as if trying to remember it with the last moments of my life.
She wiped it again and again until it was clean, and then she tidied her messy bangs.
At this moment, Meng Qingyue's eyes reddened.
As if she were trying her best to control something, she spoke to her in a softer voice than she had ever heard before: "No matter what, a girl's appearance is the most important thing, you know?"
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