Mingyao looked up.
Her good father, Su Qiqiang, came out of the apartment.
"Dad..." Before Su Xueya could speak, Mingyao bit her rosy lips and spoke, sweeping away the stubbornness she had shown when she opposed Su Qiqiang in her previous life, and said pitifully, "It's all my fault, I made my sister angry."
"Shut up! You little bitch!" Su Xueya glared at Mingyao viciously and complained to Su Qiqiang, "Dad, this bitch won't switch back. I told you she's scheming and untrustworthy! Make her switch back with me right now! I have a party in the next couple of days!"
To conceal the identity swap, Mingyao and Su Xueya could only use Su Xueya's identity in public. To prevent suspicion from arousing suspicion if the two appeared at the same time, Su Xueya had to hide in a suburban apartment.
For Su Xueya, who frequented bars and nightclubs, this was undoubtedly imprisonment and torture.
A strong sense of mockery flashed across Mingyao's eyes.
In her past life, she had truly suffered imprisonment and torture.
She took out a black supplementary card from her bag, her voice filled with endless grievance: "This card was given to me by Master Pei. I know these things belong to my sister, and I won't take them from her."
She behaved so well-behaved and sensible, a stark contrast to her previous behavior.
Su Qiqiang looked at her with suspicion and said coldly, "Tell me, what happened?"
Mingyao suppressed her hatred for him, bit her lip, and said with slightly red eyes, "Dad, you know that my sister married Mr. Pei through Mrs. Pei. Mrs. Pei and Mr. Pei have never gotten along. If it weren't for the threat to his shares, Mr. Pei wouldn't have agreed to marry my sister. So Mr. Pei hasn't let his guard down with me yet. I definitely won't take my sister's place. My mother's treatment still depends on the family..."
Her shoulders trembled as she spoke.
She looked like she was about to cry at any moment.
Su Qiqiang, however, did not forget that he still held Mingyao's weakness in his hands. His expression softened, and he looked coldly at Su Xueya, scolding, "If you hadn't acted recklessly, would things have turned out like this? You haven't had enough of your nonsense yet. Wait until Mingyao gets pregnant, then you can switch back."
Su Xueya became furious upon hearing this: "Dad, you're just going to believe her nonsense? Have you forgotten how she insulted you before!"
Seeing that Su Qiqiang's face darkened again as if he had remembered something, Mingyao sniffed and said pitifully, "Dad, I know you and my sister both hate me, and you can take out your frustrations on me, but can you tell me how Mom is doing lately..."
She raised her small face, her swollen cheeks and eye sockets making her look exceptionally pitiful and vulnerable.
It doesn't feel threatening at all.
Su Qiqiang said in a deep voice, "Don't worry, as long as you behave well, there won't be any problems with your mother."
"Thank you, Dad." Mingyao seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, revealing a well-behaved and grateful smile.
Su Qiqiang couldn't help but show a satisfied expression.
He even had a thought that Mingyao was much easier to control than Su Xueya...
Su Xueya was shocked that Su Qiqiang had switched sides to Mingyao so quickly, and said in disbelief, "Dad! I'm the daughter you raised!"
Upon hearing this, Su Qiqiang looked at Su Xueya and frowned.
Despite having the same face, Mingyao looked docile and obedient, while Su Xueya was arrogant and domineering. He couldn't help but sneer, "It seems I've neglected to discipline you all these years! You're not allowed to step out of the apartment until this is done!"
"Dad!" Su Xueya screamed in anger.
Su Qiqiang immediately ordered his bodyguards to lock Su Xueya back in her bedroom and keep a close watch on her.
Throughout, Mingyao maintained a docile and obedient demeanor, but when she lowered her head, a cold, sarcastic glint flashed in her innocent and soft almond-shaped eyes.
Just like in his previous life, Su Qiqiang didn't care about his daughter at all.
They only care about their own interests.
As she left the apartment, something suddenly occurred to her. She took out her phone and sent a text message to a friend whose profile picture was blank.
...
Meanwhile, Haichang Technology Group.
Pei Siyu, who was in a meeting, received a message—
When will you be back?
Then, his cold, deep gaze fell on the other person's profile picture, which was an adorable and soft chinchilla.
No notes.
He had absolutely no recollection of who this was.
But when the kitten's round, harmless eyes met a pair of almond-shaped eyes that shimmered with water, the temperature around him suddenly dropped a few degrees, and his slender fingers directly placed the phone face down on the table.
The phone screen made a clear sound as it hit the glass table.
Everyone in the conference room stared wide-eyed as if they'd seen a ghost.
Did Master Pei touch his phone during the meeting?
...
Night fell.
The black Rolls-Royce's headlights shone brightly, and a light drizzle could be faintly seen in the distance.
The tall, slender figure of the man, clad in a black suit, bent down and stepped out of the car. A bodyguard immediately handed him a black umbrella. However, before he had taken more than a few steps, Pei Siyu's shiny black leather shoes suddenly stopped.
Those eyes, as deep as a cold pool, looked ahead through the raindrops falling from the tip of the umbrella.
"You're back." Mingyao stood at the door, and even in the simplest white dress, her graceful figure was still evident. Her jet-black hair was held up with a hair clip, with a few strands falling beside her ears and fluttering in the wind, adding a touch of gentle tenderness in the light behind her.
However, Pei Siyu's cold, sharply defined face showed no emotion. His footsteps resumed, and he walked straight past Ming Yao into the gate.
Just then, Aunt Wu came out, muttering, "It's raining, so don't wait outside. I've had the food reheated, so please eat it while it's fresh. Young Master never eats food cooked by anyone other than Old Xu..."
Before she could finish speaking, Wu Ma saw Pei Siyu enter and immediately became nervous: "Young...Young Master, you're back?"
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