Sitting on the sofa, Jian Yixue fiddled with her car keys and said calmly, "What? Are you regretting not strangling me back then?"
This time, before Jian Mingpeng could even speak, Jian Jiaojiao, unable to contain her anger, stood up and gritted her teeth, saying, "Jian Yixue, do you have no respect for hierarchy? No matter how your father treats you, he's still your father. This is extremely unfilial. Besides, the company has been built up by your father over the years. Without him, there would be no Jian Group. Your father asked you to bring Brother-in-law Mo Han over for your own good, for the good of the Jian family. Don't be ungrateful!"
When Qiao Yaxiang heard her daughter's words and stepped forward to stop her, she felt very happy. Her daughter had said everything she couldn't say.
On the surface, she said understandingly, "Yixue, it's all my fault. Your father truly loves you. Don't hurt him like this. He will always be your father, and you will always be his daughter."
If it weren't for the fact that she was beneficial to the Jian family, and that Ming-ge valued the benefits she could bring, she wouldn't have had to humble herself and endure such ridicule.
Hearing Qiao Yaxiang and her daughter's words, Jian Mingpeng became even more dissatisfied with Jian Yixue: "Look at you, and then look at your mother and sister. How could I have given birth to such an ill-mannered child! You have no manners at all!"
Jian Yixue frowned and said in a low voice, "My mother has been gone for more than ten years. I don't remember her leaving me any brothers or sisters. Please watch your words. As for whether I have any manners, you don't know either. After all, I was born of a mother but not raised by a father, so what manners could I have!"
"You bastard!" Jian Mingpeng picked up the teacup on the table and threw it at Jian Yixue.
Without even raising her head, Jian Yixue steadily caught the teacup with one hand, her face turning cold as she looked at Jian Mingpeng and said in a cold voice, "Remember, this is the last time you can get away unscathed after attacking me. You won't be so lucky next time."
After saying that, he got up and left.
Jian Mingpeng frowned, veins bulging on his forehead, and said angrily, "If you dare to step out of this door, you'll never see your mother's belongings again in your life."
Jian Yixue paused, her expression obscured, but her voice, tinged with coldness, rang out.
"If you dare touch anything belonging to my mother, I will make sure your most cherished company, the Jian Group, goes bankrupt, and you spend the rest of your life in prison."
Jian Yixue was very puzzled. In her previous life, she was so obedient that Jian Mingpeng never told her that her mother had left her anything, and she never knew what her mother had left her until her death.
It seems she needs to make a nighttime visit to the Jian family.
Jian Yixue left without lingering, ignoring the expressions on the faces of Jian Mingpeng and his family of three behind her.
After taking a few breaths of fresh air from outside, I felt the discomfort in my chest lessen somewhat.
Jian Yixue couldn't help but chuckle. It seemed she could still feel pain; she hadn't been hurt enough!
As soon as she stepped out of the gate of the Jian family villa, she saw a black Bentley parked on the side of the road. She knew it was him—Ye Mohan—from the license plate.
In her past life, she witnessed him driving this car with the license plate X0324, and being hit and covered in blood.
Upon seeing him again, her heart ached terribly, and tears streamed down her face.
Inside the car, Ye Mohan seemed to sense something, stopped his work, and looked into the distance. He saw Jian Yixue crying with red eyes at the gate of the Jian family villa, a pitiful sight.
Seeing Jian Yixue cry, his heart ached inexplicably, feeling a pang of heartache. He pressed his chest, quickly got out of the car, and walked towards Jian Yixue.
Jian Yixue's eyes were blurred with tears as she looked at Ye Mohan walking towards her, her heart filled with mixed emotions.
Fortunately, she was reborn, and he is still alive; it's not too late.
In this life, we must walk this path well!
Ye Mohan walked up to her, just about to ask a question.
Jian Yixue hugged Ye Mohan tightly, her arms wrapped tightly around his waist.
Ye Mohan did not push Jian Yixue away. Seeing her tears, he felt nothing but heartache. He gently pulled her into his arms and waited for her to vent her emotions.
After a while, seeing that she had calmed down, Ye Mohan loosened his embrace slightly, wiped away her tears with one hand, and asked softly, "Did they upset you? Do you want me to teach them a lesson for you?"
His words held a tenderness he himself was unaware of, and at that moment he was truly captivated!
He knew she had been abandoned in the countryside since childhood, neglected by her family, and had grown up alone and miserable there. He hadn't originally planned to come today, but when Lin's mother came up to the study to bring him coffee, she hesitated as if she wanted to say something, so he asked her. He then learned that today was their homecoming day, and the groom was supposed to accompany them back to the bride's parents' home. She hadn't told him, perhaps because she didn't want to bother him.
After thinking for a while, he asked Uncle Xu to bring him over. He had just arrived and was about to finish his work before going in when he saw her come out, still crying.
Jane Yixue leaned against his chest and shook her head, sobbing, "It's not because of them, they're not good enough to make me sad."
Ye Mohan tidied her messy hair and coaxed her, "Why is that? Is it because I didn't come back with you?"
Upon hearing this, Jian Yixue immediately raised her teary eyes, afraid that Ye Mohan would misunderstand, and hurriedly said, "No, no, I didn't tell you on purpose. I knew that if you came, they would ask you to help the Jian family. I don't want you to do things you don't want to do, and besides, I don't want you to help the Jian family at all."
Looking into Jian Yixue's large, grape-like eyes, Ye Mohan couldn't help but chuckle: "Xue'er, I'll definitely help you as long as you ask."
Jian Yixue shook her head vigorously, saying, "No, I don't want you to help him. I will take over the Jian Group myself and give it to you as a dowry."
In her excitement, Jian Yixue didn't notice that Ye Mohan had changed how he addressed her.
Ye Mohan smiled and patted Jian Yixue's head: "Okay, I'll wait."
Seeing that she didn't want to say why she was crying, he didn't press her further.
Seeing this, Jian Yixue threw herself into his arms again, smelling the faint fragrance on his body mixed with a hint of tobacco, feeling even more comfortable: "Ye Mohan, don't leave me, we must stay together for the rest of our lives."
Hearing her murmur, Ye Mohan smiled and hugged her tighter: "Let's go home."
Jian Yixue was overjoyed to hear this. From her past life until now, since her mother's death, she had never felt the warmth of home again.
Now that he's saying he's coming back to our home, her heart is filled with warmth.
Ye Mohan took her hand and they got into the car and drove towards the castle.
Unbeknownst to them, Jian Jiaojiao, who happened to be going out, witnessed this scene, and her jealousy intensified.
She shouldn't have come back!
If it weren't for her, the perfect queen in front of her, who seemed to have stepped out of a fairy tale, would belong to her, Jian Jiaojiao!
Jane Yixue shouldn't have taken what belonged to her!
His eyes grew increasingly dark, like a black vortex, as if trying to devour Jian Yixue!
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