"Bian Wei!" Qian Yue'e roared in fury, calling out Uncle Bian's name, "You...you..."
She raised her right index finger towards Uncle Bian and trembled it at a visible high frequency, which showed just how angry she was.
“Mom.” Xiao Yang, who had been standing silently beside her, finally spoke up at this moment, “Don’t be angry. Anyway, they’ve already been dismissed by Xiao’s Group. Let them say what they want. It won’t cost us a penny. We should…”
"No!" Just as Xiao Yang was about to say something like, "We should eat when we want to eat and play when we want to play," Qian Yue'e, who knew her son well, spoke up in time and interrupted him loudly.
"Have we had it easy all these years?" Qian Yue'e turned to look at Xiao Yang, her eyes instantly reddening. "You are clearly your father's eldest son, but because I had no official status, I was sent abroad after I was born. We relied on each other for so many years abroad, enduring so much injustice and suffering. You were too young to remember then, but I remember it all clearly. Finally, after much hardship, your father was able to marry me legitimately, and you were able to be officially recorded in the Xiao family genealogy, no longer an illegitimate child, but the legitimate eldest son of the Xiao family. Yet your father cruelly left us."
Xiao Yang stared at Qian Yue'e in disbelief. Clearly, he was stunned by his mother's superb acting skills on one hand, and felt that his mother had gone a bit too far on the other. Although he and his mother had been abroad for many years, they had not suffered any hardship or grievances. On the contrary, compared to now, they had lived a carefree and comfortable life abroad.
Every day, he could drink whatever he wanted and date whoever he wanted; life couldn't be more comfortable.
As for his mother, her daily schedule was also very varied and exciting.
How did those good days, which were gone forever, become, in his mother's mouth, the years he spent abroad, when he suffered the most bitter hardships in the world?
Add to that his mother's unpredictable tears, and he felt so sickened by the sentimentality that he got goosebumps all over.
His mother's acting skills are far superior to those of the third-rate starlet he just started keeping.
As for his mother's acting skills, he had only one word to say: "I'm impressed!"
Qian Yue'e seemed to have finally found an opportunity to unleash her acting skills after suppressing them for a long time. After wiping her eyes, her tone changed from a choked confession to a heart-wrenching wail, "Master, how could you bear to leave us, mother and son? Do you know how hard we've suffered since you heartlessly abandoned us? Some people, relying on their seniority, bully us. Master, can you hear me from heaven?"
A gust of cold wind swept in, and this time, not only did Xiao Yang get goosebumps all over his body, but most of the people present also felt disgusted and their hair stood on end.
Seeing Qian Yue'e completely outperform those performances with scripts, even without a script, many people in the audience finally understood why Mr. Xiao, who had many female confidantes, including many of whom were of higher social standing and more beautiful than Qian Yue'e, still married her in the end. It turned out that her acting skills were just that good.
Was it because back then, Qian Yue'e knelt beside Mr. Xiao's legs, crying her heart out, that Mr. Xiao's heart ached so much that his bones melted? So, in the end, the position of Mrs. Xiao fell to her?
"Mom," Xiao Yang said, trying to comfort Qian Yue'e, "Dad knows from heaven, so don't be too sad. Take care of yourself."
Qian Yue'e took Xiao Yang's hand and gently patted the back of his hand, saying with a look of relief, "Ah Yang, you've really grown up and become sensible. Mom is very pleased, and your father in heaven will also be very pleased. If he sees your brother in heaven and knows that you are so capable and sensible now, and that you've gone to be with your father instead of helping him, he won't blame him. Your father and your brother will definitely bless you."
Although Xiao Yang was physically present, his mind had already wandered elsewhere.
He was thinking about the third-tier celebrity he had just taken in yesterday—her breasts, her buttocks, her waist, all so white and tender.
He wasn't satisfied with what he got last night, so today, sitting in his large executive chair in the office, all he can think about is that third-tier starlet's long legs.
Unable to contain himself any longer, he made a phone call in the middle of the day, telling the young star to wash up and wait for him. Little did he expect that when he went downstairs, he would encounter a group of old men surrounding the entrance of the Xiao Group building, demanding an explanation.
If he had known that group of old men would gather at the Xiao family's gate, he would have left through the back door.
It wouldn't be difficult for him to slip away. Those old guys, who seemed to have been with the Xiao family for many years, were all stuck in their old ways and were relatively easy to fool. The key was that his mother got involved, which exacerbated the conflict between the two sides.
However, it was good that his mother's screams came in; they diverted the attention of the group of old men, making it easier for him to slip away and find his little star who had already washed up and was waiting for him.
And so, Xiao Yang, who was completely on the same wavelength as Qian Yue'e, nodded quickly after listening to Qian Yue'e's wailing, "Mom, what you said makes a lot of sense."
Wait, after he casually answered Qian Yue'e, he suddenly realized something was wrong. His mother said Xiao Anhe was dead.
Is it true or false?
Why is it that he knew nothing about such a big thing?
He did have some sense after all. No matter how many doubts he had, he knew he couldn't ask Qian Yue'e in front of a group of old men who were causing trouble for him and his mother.
Qian Yue'e deliberately made her voice so loud that everyone present, even Cheng Lao Er who was a little hard of hearing, could hear it.
However, Cheng Lao Er, who was a little hard of hearing, wasn't sure what he had heard, so he turned to Zhou Qiang Da beside him and asked, "What did she just say? Did she say An He is dead?!"
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