Ji Xiaoxiao silently endured Jiang Moyu's barrage of attacks. Three minutes later, Jiang Moyu, feeling parched, sat down and drank some water to moisten his throat.
"Baoqing, your mother is only doing this for your own good," Xie Yirun said, acting as a peacemaker.
Ji Xiaoxiao frowned, puzzled. "For my own good? Dad, you and Mom are both teachers, you know the principles without me having to explain them. Your husband cheated on you and had an illegitimate child, and you made the victim endure it again and again. Isn't that encouraging bad behavior? I've taken your classes before, and you said that we should stand up for what's wrong and promote truth, goodness, and beauty. But now, I really doubt whether you're qualified to be teachers."
Xie Yirun and Jiang Moyu felt their faces burning with embarrassment. Everyone understood the reasoning, but a son-in-law as wealthy and powerful as Shi Hao was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
"You've disappointed your mother so much." Jiang Moyu said angrily, slapping Ji Xiaoxiao across the face.
Ji Xiaoxiao instantly used her inner strength to support her cheek, and took the opportunity to send a wisp of inner strength into Jiang Moyu's arm. Three days later, this wisp of inner strength would play its true role, Ji Xiaoxiao was absolutely certain, and at that time Jiang Moyu would wish to chop off this hand.
"Hitting me will come at a price."
Anyway, the original owner didn't have a good impression of these biased parents, so Ji Xiaoxiao could take action secretly without any pressure.
"Hit me? Why did you hit me? What did I do wrong? What did I say wrong?" Ji Xiaoxiao opened her eyes wide, holding back her tears as she stared at Jiang Moyu. Jiang Moyu felt guilty and turned her head away.
Xie Yirun rolled her eyes, glared at Jiang Moyu, and softened her tone as she spoke to Ji Xiaodao, "Baoqing, is your mother doing this for your own good?"
"For my own good? What do you mean by 'for my own good'? Dad, you need to have evidence to back up your words and actions."
Ji Xiaoxiao held her head high, like a young person who wouldn't let a point go.
Xie Yirun sighed. He had no intention of speaking to Ji Xiaoxiao. In Xie Yirun's heart, this daughter was beyond saving.
Xie Yirun told Jiang Moyu to sit down. Jiang Moyu didn't dare to argue with Xie Yirun and obediently sat down. They had important business to attend to today.
"We're not going to get involved in your affair with Shi Hao anymore." Xie Yirun paused, then said, "Your mother and I came here today to ask you if you humiliated your sister and nephew two days ago?" Xie Yirun adopted the same imposing manner he used in the classroom. Even the most unruly and irresponsible students would become like Sun Wukong bowing down to Buddha in front of him.
Upon Xie Yirun bringing up the matter, Jiang Moyu's anger doubled. Her poor daughter, her poor grandson, had been humiliated by such a woman. Whenever Jiang Moyu thought of this, her heart ached as if bitten by a thousand mosquitoes.
After a long time, Ji Xiaoxiao thought for three or four seconds before shaking her head.
"You're lying." Xie Yirun's voice was almost cracking.
"I'm not lying, I'm telling the truth." Ji Xiaoxiao suddenly saw the light, her face calm as still water, and said calmly, "Dad, Mom, I know you only like my sister and not me. But you are teachers, you can't just believe everything you hear! My sister said I humiliated her, I didn't do that, so why should you make it up and turn a lie into a truth?"
Jiang Moyu's eyes sparkled as she said, "In every aspect, Hua Qing is better than you. You're just jealous of Hua Qing."
Ji Xiaoxiao curled her lips into a sarcastic smile. This was the kind of thing a biological mother would say: the older sister is better than the younger sister, so the younger sister is jealous of the older sister?
Like Shi Hao, the Xie family never treated the original owner as family.
Thump, thump, the heart of this body beat fast and slow, and Ji Xiaoxiao could clearly feel something disappearing.
"I have never been jealous of Xie Huaqing." The original owner truly believed this.
“Xie Huaqing is a perfect goddess, she has been since she was a child, but I’m not jealous of her. Do you know why?” Ji Xiaoxiao asked.
Xie Yirun and Jiang Moyu exchanged a glance and said in unison, "You're a liar. We don't have a daughter like you."
Ji Xiaoxiao didn't care much. "Without a daughter like me, I wouldn't want irresponsible parents like you!"
Xie Yirun was too lazy to continue dealing with Ji Xiaoxiao. He had a daughter and a cute, chubby grandson waiting for him at home, and he didn't have any extra time to waste.
"Xie Baoqing, if you still want to be a daughter of the Xie family, call your sister now. Beg her while crying or kneeling, you must get her forgiveness. Otherwise, we will completely disregard you as our daughter." Xie Yirun laid out his conditions.
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Ji Xiaoxiao was entangled with by the original owner three days ago.
Three days ago, two days after she had a chance encounter with Shi Hao and Xie Huaqing, the original owner's father, Xie Yirun, and the original owner's mother, Jiang Moyu, came to her door to seek justice for their daughter.
Ji Xiaoxiao invited the two in and respectfully served them two glasses of plain water.
"Dad, Mom, you missed me?" Ji Xiaoxiao said happily. "Dad, Mom, I'm so happy. It turns out you haven't forgotten your daughter."
The saying "One doesn't visit the Three Treasures Hall without a reason" refers to the original owner's father and mother.
The original owner's father and mother were both intellectuals. The father, Xie Yirun, was a high school teacher with nearly 30 years of teaching experience. He was a senior teacher at the school who hoped his son would succeed. His classes were interesting and covered almost everything, making him very popular with the school and students.
The original owner's mother, Jiang Moyu, was a junior high school teacher. She had a kind face, was approachable, and had her own set of teaching methods. She emphasized being close to her students and getting along well with them. While gaining knowledge, the students also felt the teacher's deep love.
These two were prominent figures and highly respected teachers at their respective schools, but at home, they treated the original owner of the body worse than a student with no blood relation.
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