Meng Anyao felt that no matter in terms of love or career, it seemed that as long as she met Jiang Xiachu, she was destined to become the weak one.
Obviously, she was the one who fell in love with Lu Huaiyan first, but over the years, Lu Huaiyan had never looked at her straight in the eye.
Only Jiang Xiachu is the only person who is allowed to stay by his side.
Meng Anyao was unwilling to accept this. She was really unwilling to accept this.
If it was just a man, it would be fine, and she wouldn't hate Jiang Xiachu to this extent.
What she found most unacceptable was the strong sense of frustration that arose in her heart when facing Jiang Xiachu.
No matter what she does, she will always be a little worse than Jiang Xiachu.
Whether in appearance, academic performance, or talent in dancing, she will never be able to compare to Jiang Xiachu.
In the past, Meng Anyao was still able to deceive herself, thinking that she was just too unlucky, which was why she was suppressed by Jiang Xiachu everywhere.
But now, what Jiang Hongyan said was like a slap in the face to her.
It turned out that she wasn't unlucky, but had poor quality blood flowing in her body.
In terms of genes, Jiang Xiachu has crushed him in all aspects!
In the past, she was often sad about this kind of thing, and always felt that God was unfair and did not let her inherit any of Su Jieyu's advantages.
Now she was told that it was not that she did not inherit the gene, but that she was not qualified to inherit it at all. How could she accept this?
Meng Anyao's heart was already extremely tense. She just wanted to find a place to calm down and slowly sort out everything.
But Jiang Hongyan, who was so ignorant, kept following her closely.
"An Yao, you have to believe me. Everything I said is true. I definitely didn't lie to you."
"That's enough, shut up!"
Meng Anyao screamed, covered her ears tightly, and acted as if she refused to communicate.
But in fact, she already knew everything in her heart, but she just refused to admit it.
I felt that if I dared to nod and recognize Jiang Hongyan today, I would be dragged into the quagmire by this damned aunt and would never be able to go back to my previous life.
Meng Anyao quickened her pace and ran forward. She finally left Jiang Hongyan behind. Only then did she dare to cover her chest with one hand, gasping for breath as if she was about to suffocate.
At this moment, her emotions completely collapsed, and the sense of superiority that she had accumulated over the years disappeared completely.
She knew that she would probably never be the eldest daughter of the Meng family again.
When she thought of this, Meng Anyao couldn't help but bite her lips so hard that she almost made them bleed.
After rushing into the house, she locked herself in the bedroom, like an ostrich seeking shelter, and buried her head in the quilt. No matter how Jiang Hongyan shouted outside, she never responded and did not dare to come out.
She was unwilling to face this reality, and even didn't want to care about such an important matter as the possibility of her being expelled from the army.
Nothing could be worse than the fact that her happy life of so many years was about to be destroyed.
"An Yao, come out, An Yao, Mom is still waiting for you outside. Let's talk about what we have to say, okay?"
Jiang Hongyan's voice was like a devil's sound piercing her ears, constantly coming in from outside.
Meng Anyao grasped the corner of the quilt tightly with both hands, and finally suppressed the urge in her heart to rush out and cover her mouth tightly.
But her body still couldn't help but tremble wildly because of fear.
Even though she had not had much contact with Jiang Hongyan before, it was enough for Meng Anyao to understand her character.
She knew that Jiang Hongyan was unreliable. If she recognized her as a relative, she would not only fail to provide any help, but would also only hinder her.
When Meng Anyao thought of this, she felt even more panicked.
She was really worried to death, fearing that Jiang Hongyan, the big mouth, would give up and tell everyone about the matter after realizing that she couldn't force her to admit the truth.
How can I hold my head up after that?
"It's over, it's all over!"
Meng Anyao huddled in bed, his eyes dull, and kept muttering to himself:
"What you said about loving me is all fake. If Jiang Hongyan really treated me as her own daughter, why would she force me like this?"
"If she really wanted to do good for me, she should hide in the gutter like a rat for the rest of her life and never show up in front of me!"
"This damned old lady is so disgraceful. If I don't live a good life in the future, it will all be because of her. Why doesn't she just die?"
Meng Anyao kept muttering all kinds of dirty words. She knew that the most important thing for her now was to calm down and think of a way to deal with the situation.
But she didn't have such a strong mental quality at all. In this difficult situation, she had completely lost the ability to think calmly.
She even began to bite her nails uncontrollably. Her pale look revealed a kind of nervousness, and her head was full of all kinds of random thoughts.
"Jiang Hongyan only said that I am not Su Jieyu's biological daughter, but she didn't tell me who my biological father is."
"It's impossible that even Meng Huaizhou isn't my father!"
Thinking of this, Meng Anyao couldn't help but stick her head out from under the quilt and looked towards the window.
She wanted to find Jiang Hongyan and ask a few more questions, but she was afraid that the result would be bad, and she would not be able to bear it anymore.
As soon as she began to doubt her identity and felt that she was most likely not Meng Huaizhou's child, Meng Anyao felt like the sky was falling.
Without her parents of noble birth, how could she continue to stay in the compound?
She has been accustomed to a life of luxury and wealth. If she were to see that kind of shabby and run-down tenement, it would be better to kill her!
Meng Anyao wanted to die for a moment. She was so angry that she couldn't control her tears and flowed down her eyes.
"No, no matter what method is used, today's incident must be kept strictly confidential. No one can be allowed to know that I am not Su Jieyu's daughter!"
"We must not let others know that Jiang Xiachu is the real eldest daughter of this family!"
She was already inferior to Jiang Xiachu, and now her background had to be taken into account, which made her even worse than her.
Jiang Xiachu had made so many contributions when she was in Chuncheng. It was foreseeable that she would receive countless praises when she returned this time.
Her leaders must be particularly appreciative of her and might let her take advantage of this opportunity to get a promotion and a raise.
But what about myself?
Now Meng Anyao can only curl up in her room as if she can't stand the light, living in constant fear all day long, and dare not deal with people outside.
Such a sharp contrast is really too tragic.
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