The old lady was shocked to hear this. The Ye family couldn't afford to support lazybones. Full of energy, she rushed upstairs to drag Ye Lan down, but Ye Lan had already come downstairs herself. "Grandma, I'll go wash up now."
"Wash Xiaotong's clothes too. You're not allowed to eat until they're clean!"
The old lady got angry as soon as she saw Ye Lan. She had spent so much money to raise a good-for-nothing, and she couldn't even earn back the dowry money. What a loss!
Ye Qingqing chuckled to herself, thinking to herself, "There really is a difference between close and distant relatives!"
The old lady is so kind!
Ye Lan resigned herself to washing clothes, the wounds on her body burning with pain, so painful that she couldn't even faint.
The old hag came and beat her for no reason. Her life will definitely be more miserable in the future. She might even lose her life at the hands of the old hag. And her mother's life won't be easy either.
With Ye Qingqing fanning the flames from the sidelines, Ye Lan felt increasingly hopeless about the future.
She couldn't help but resent Ye Zhiguo. If her father could have explained things clearly to that old hag, she definitely wouldn't have nitpicked about her and Ye Hua being a burden. Isn't Ye Qingqing just acting arrogantly because she's her biological daughter?
She only hated Ye Zhiguo for being so proud, which caused her and Ye Hua to suffer!
"Qingqing, why are you suddenly not affectionate with me anymore? We used to get along very well, didn't we?" Ye Lan suppressed her disgust and tried to get some information out of Ye Qingqing.
Ye Qingqing's change was too sudden; she simply couldn't understand it.
"Who would want to be friends with you? You've spent all of Xiaotong's school money on food and drinks. How could I be friends with you?"
Ye Qingqing wrung out the clothes and flicked them hard, splashing water all over Ye Lan's face.
"snort!"
Ye Qingqing rolled her eyes at her, hung the clothes on the bamboo rack, took the basin and went back into the house. Ye Lan wiped the water off her face, her eyes becoming even colder, like a venomous snake.
The sound of a motorcycle came from outside. Ye Lan's expression changed slightly. She quickly rolled up her sleeves, revealing several scars. She pressed hard on the scars a few times, and her eyes immediately became misty.
Ye Zhiguo rode his motorcycle into the house, with Shen Yanhong behind him, carrying a pile of groceries.
Shen Yanhong got out of the car and saw Ye Lan washing clothes. She became anxious and said, "Lan'er, why are you washing clothes? Mom can wash them. Oh dear... who hit your hand? Was it Qingqing...?"
Ye Lan has fair skin, and the scars on her arms were not very serious, but they looked shocking against her almost transparent white skin.
Ye Zhiguo also saw it and frowned. He and Shen Yanhong thought the same thing: Ye Qingqing had hit him. The girl's temper had been getting worse lately, and she might have hit him.
"Zhiguo, look... Qingqing went too far..." Shen Yanhong felt extremely distressed, her tone filled with reproach.
Ye Lan was inwardly groaning. She wished it was Ye Qingqing who had hit her, but it wasn't. The person who hit her was a powerful figure that even Ye Zhiguo dared not offend, but she still had to put up with it.
If this happens too often, Ye Zhiguo might find a way to send the old woman back to her hometown.
“It’s not Qingqing…” Ye Lan said softly.
Shen Yanhong thought she was scared, and became even angrier. Her son's back injury hadn't healed yet, and her daughter had been beaten again. This brat Ye Qingqing was out of control!
"I'm going to ask Qingqing. If she really doesn't like us, then we'll move out and stop suffering in this house!"
Shen Yanhong rushed into the house, and when she saw the old lady with a dark face, she was stunned and immediately understood.
The injuries on my daughter's body were inflicted by that old hag.
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