Chapter 31 Slap in the Face! The Qian Family Clashes (Part 2)
A loud slap landed on Qian Zhaoye's face.
Qu He shook her numb hands and looked at the man in front of her who was covering his face in disbelief, feeling utterly absurd.
She coldly rebuked, "Qian Zhaoye, you're not a man! How dare you say such things!"
Qian Zhaoye was stunned by the blow she delivered.
The pressure on her hand loosened slightly, and Qu He took the opportunity to break free.
She clenched her numb palms, her voice trembling, but this time it wasn't sadness, it was pure anger, "You disgust me!"
Seven years of my youth were wasted on this thing.
Just then, the corridor lights behind the pavilion came on, and footsteps approached from afar.
Qiao Mian walked over arm in arm with Fu Yuehua, chatting and laughing. Behind them were several brightly dressed aunts and sisters-in-law. Their laughter stopped abruptly when they saw her and Qian Zhaoye not far away.
The Qian family members who usually loved watching the drama gathered together, and the aunts and sisters-in-law looked at Qu He with a hint of feigned pity and crocodile tears.
The first to react was Qiao Mian, who called out in their direction, "Zhaoye, Grandma was just looking for you."
Upon hearing the sound, Qian Zhaoye could only suppress his displeasure.
Qu He watched as Fu Yuehua and the others walked slowly towards her.
Qiao Mian's hand remained on her lower abdomen, while her other hand was linked with Fu Yuehua's.
Qu He's gaze moved upwards, landing on her face, and her brows furrowed slightly.
She felt there was something strange about Qiao Mian's face.
There's a strange sense of familiarity about it.
"Qu He!"
Fu Yuehua's shrill voice came over.
"Don't you have any manners at all! You didn't even help out at the old lady's birthday banquet, and you're already so late! What do you take the Qian family for?!"
She still had that same sharp and sarcastic look.
Five years ago, Qian Zhaoye started his business from scratch and founded Kuangye Technology. Initially, his relatives were not optimistic about it.
Later, the company received an injection of funds, its business gradually improved, and the company grew bigger and bigger.
Fu Yuehua and Qian Chongjun originally ran a small shop in their hometown to make a living. After their company became successful, they were brought to settle in Beicheng.
When one person attains enlightenment, even their chickens and dogs ascend to heaven. Upon hearing the news, the uncles, aunts, and other relatives immediately swarmed around them, showering them with praise. Their vanity reached its peak, and they began to imitate the so-called wealthy families, indulging in their own beautiful dreams.
Qu He looked at Fu Yuehua's gorgeous makeup and clothes. No matter how gorgeous her appearance was, it couldn't hide her sharp tongue and meanness, as well as the mercenary nature in her bones!
"Did you even listen to what I said?!" This was the first time Fu Yuehua had been humiliated in front of so many people, and her voice unconsciously rose several octaves.
It sounded like a loud rooster, and coupled with the deep red designer dress she was wearing—a dress I'd never heard of before—it only made her look more ridiculous.
Qu He couldn't help but laugh.
"What are you laughing at!" The speaker was Qian Xintong.
She is the daughter of Qian Chongjun's younger brother and the cousin of Qian Zhaoye.
She loved to flatter the powerful and belittle the weak, and used to order her around quite a bit.
Qian Xintong walked up to Qu He with a displeased look. "Qu He, do you still want to be a part of the Qian family? Behave yourself, or else..."
"In no mood."
"Good to know! You..."
Qian Xintong's remaining words got stuck in her throat after she realized what Qu He had just said.
Was Qu He just arguing with her?
What was she saying again?
"you...."
What kind of behavior is it to be so noisy and disruptive?
As the words fell, Old Mrs. Qian, leaning on her cane, slowly appeared behind everyone.
Her cloudy gaze swept over the group before finally settling on Qu He. "Eldest daughter-in-law and Xiao He, come with me. The rest of you, disperse!"
Fu Yuehua's face turned ashen, and her fingernails dug unconsciously into Qiao Mian's arm.
Qiao Mian winced in pain but dared not utter a sound. She could only watch Qu He's departing figure, a sinister glint flashing in her eyes.
Qu He and Fu Yuehua returned to the living room in the backyard.
Grandma Qian sat down in the main seat, leaning on her cane. The wrinkles on her face deepened because of her smile: "Xiao He, the Qian family is sorry for you. You have suffered these days."
Fu Yuehua was displeased upon hearing this, "Mom, what are you saying!"
"Shut your mouth!" Old Mrs. Qian slammed her cane down hard.
Qu He silently watched the two women, mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.
Although Grandma Qian also came from a small town in the countryside, she had lived half her life and was more discerning in her dealings with people.
She rested her hands on her cane and looked at Qu He with the same kind expression she had just given.
"Xiaohe, Grandma knows about you and Aye. I've seen your relationship over the years. Aye has realized his mistake. Can you give him another chance for Grandma's sake?"
"Your wedding preparations are almost complete, and your families have been notified. If you suddenly decide not to get married, won't people gossip? It won't be good for you if word gets out."
It's true what they say, people who aren't family don't end up in the same house!
Qu He looked at the white-haired old man in front of her, chuckled softly, and then lowered her eyes.
Sure enough, no matter how well you behave normally, you're still family with your own grandson after all; you're connected by blood.
She should have thought of that sooner.
"What about the child?" Qu He asked calmly.
Before the old lady could speak, Fu Yuehua slammed her hand on the table, "The child must be born! This is the bloodline of the Qian family!"
Grandma Qian looked a little embarrassed, but she didn't deny it. She continued Fu Yuehua's words, "This child is, after all, the first bloodline of our Qian family, but don't worry, from now on this child will be your and Aye's child."
"Oh."
Qu He sneered.
The same excuse.
It turns out that the cold-bloodedness and baseness in one's bones really do persist.
Her cold laugh enraged Fu Yuehua. "Qu He, what do you mean? Do you want us to abort this child?"
Fu Yuehua stood up and pounded her chest twice, crying out, "Mom, look at what she's up to! It's one thing that she can't have children, but she wants our Qian family line to end! You actually want someone like that to enter our Qian family!"
As she spoke, she closed her eyes, tilted her head back, and looked angry.
Qu He remained silent, watching her throw a tantrum and break things without expression.
This performance was so poor.
Grandma Qian, who had been kind, darkened considerably after hearing what Fu Yuehua said, and her gaze toward Qu He held a hint of displeasure.
"Xiaohe, we've already made the biggest concessions. The Qian family must keep this child!"
At the old lady's words, Fu Yuehua immediately opened her eyes. She felt emboldened and spoke much louder:
"Qu He, let me tell you the truth. Originally, someone with your family background was not a good match for our A Ye, but considering how much you have helped him over the years, we have made an exception and let you into our family."
"Besides, can A-Ye's affair be entirely his fault? If you had been more assertive, he wouldn't have gone to find someone else and had a child with them."
Qu He was so angry she almost laughed.
My chest feels tight and constricted, it comes in waves, and it's extremely uncomfortable.
"So you all think that Qian Zhaoye's affair was my fault? And I should thank you for letting me into the Qian family, and thank you for making me the one who took over?"
She took a deep breath, stood up, and took a jewelry box out of her bag and placed it on the table. "Your Qian family's 'throne' should be passed on to someone else."
She really didn't want to stay here for another second.
The entire Qian family are all birds of a feather!
"Qu He, you need to think this through! Once you walk out today, don't even think about coming back in!" Fu Yuehua was no longer concerned about anything else, and her carefully maintained facade could no longer be maintained.
She completely lost her temper: "Do you really think anyone but our Ah Ye would want you? In other people's eyes, you're just a used woman from a second marriage! They wouldn't even take you for free!"
Qu He stood in the center of the living room, her fingernails almost digging into her palms.
Fu Yuehua continues to spew defamatory remarks.
Seven years! She's endured it for seven years! She can't take it anymore, and she doesn't want to take it anymore!
"Smack!"
Qu He stepped forward, grabbed the celadon cup on the table, and smashed it.
The cup shattered at Fu Yuehua's feet, splashing tea onto her skirt and startling her into screaming.
"Qu He! You...you're insane, aren't you?!"
crazy?
Okay! Then nobody should stop her today!
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