Mo Qingying: "!!!"
Comparing her to Mindy?
How is she inferior to Mingdai?
Even if he had half of Mingdai's abilities.
Mo Qingying laughed in exasperation.
"In what ways is Mingdai better than me?"
Mo Qingying was unconvinced.
Her disdain for He Yaoyuan was written all over her face.
“As my father, instead of thinking about how to help me become a better person, you compare me to Mingdai, who has always looked down on us.”
Mo Qingying was also extremely disappointed.
"We didn't need to leave the He family villa at all before. We could have become members of the He family openly and legitimately if we had just worked a little harder. But because of you!"
Mo Qingying, unable to bear it any longer, pointed her finger at He Yaoyuan.
"Because of your incompetence, you have made us suffer all these years, and now you are going to drag us down with you."
"Smack!"
He Yaoyuan slapped Mo Qingying hard across the face.
"Qingying!"
Mo Yumei's expression changed drastically, and she hurriedly went to look at her daughter, whose face had been turned to the side after being hit.
"Qingying, are you alright?"
He Yaoyuan used tremendous force, causing Mo Qingying's mouth to bleed.
"Oh my god!"
When Mo Yumei saw the blood flowing from her daughter's mouth, her heart almost stopped beating.
“Qingying…”
Mo Yumei tried to wipe the blood off her daughter with the back of her hand.
Mo Qingying dodged and then ran away.
The living room was silent for a second.
Then Mo Yumei pounced on He Yaoyuan like a madwoman.
Why did you hit her? What right did you have to hit her?
He Yaoyuan showed no remorse after hitting the person.
"Why can't I fight?"
He Yao was even angrier than Mo Yumei.
“Listen to what she’s saying. Does she even care about me as her father anymore?”
"You were the one who broke her heart first."
Despite her breakdown, Mo Yumei retained a sliver of rationality, knowing that she couldn't completely offend He Yaoyuan.
But she couldn't fake her disappointment at He Yaoyuan hitting her daughter.
His face was filled with indescribable pain.
"Just to be able to return to the He family, we have suffered countless grievances over the years. We have waited and waited, endured and endured again and again."
Mo Yumei was in tears.
"I thought things would finally get better, but you insisted on taking us away."
He Yaoyuan despised Mo Yumei's snobbishness.
"In your eyes, our family reunion is far less important than moving into the He family villa, isn't it?"
Mo Yumei really wanted to nod and say yes.
All these years of enduring humiliation and hardship were for the sake of becoming the rightful wife of the He family.
But He Yaoyuan's inaction ruined everything.
"Yaoyuan..."
Mo Yumei cannot give up halfway.
He Yaoyuan was her only hope.
As long as He Yaoyuan remains a member of the He family, Mo Yumei is determined to rise above others.
“You know that’s not what I meant. If family reunion wasn’t important, why would I have waited for you all these years with the children?”
Mo Yumei tried to soften her tone, reached out and gently pulled on He Yaoyuan's shirt, burying her head in his chest.
"But hasn't our goal always been to gain the initiative?"
Mo Yumei looked up at He Yaoyuan in his arms, her face full of pitiful charm.
"Are you willing to be bullied by He Yaonian for the rest of your life?"
Mo Yumei burst into tears again, sobbing uncontrollably from her distress.
"Can you bear to watch my child and I be trampled on like this?"
He Yaoyuan couldn't bear it.
Personally speaking, he had feelings for Mo Yumei, and quite deep ones at that.
He also placed high hopes on Mo Tingchuan.
He Yaoyuan hugged Mo Yumei.
"I was too impulsive."
Mo Yumei buried her face in He Yaoyuan's arms again.
"Then let's figure out a way to get back, okay?"
Mo Yumei knew what He Yaoyuan was stubbornly insisting on.
"A temporary concession is nothing. As long as the two children can be accepted by the He family, we can plan for the future in more detail."
Mo Yumei pleaded with He Yaoyuan.
"Let's go back, we have to go back."
He Yaoyuan was still reluctant.
He couldn't bring himself to go back.
But he also knew that He Yaonian would never bow down to him unless he took drastic measures.
"Yaoyuan..."
Mo Yumei spoke in a soft, coquettish tone.
"For my sake and the sake of the two children, let's not hold a grudge against Yao Nian for now, okay?"
He Yaoyuan looked down at Mo Yumei's red, swollen eyes and felt a pang in his heart.
He gently stroked Mo Yumei's eyelids with the back of his finger. "Okay."
After running out crying, Mo Qingying went to find Mo Tingchuan with a swollen face.
Although the brother and sister had a major falling out over the house sale, Mo Tingchuan was still shocked when he saw his sister's miserable state.
What's wrong with you?
Mo Tingchuan pulled his sister's arm and drew her closer to examine her swollen face.
"How did you do that?"
Mo Tingchuan thought it was Ming Dai who hit him, and his gaze turned cold.
"Was it Mingdai who hit him?"
Mo Qingying's mouth hurt so much that she dared not move.
I heard my brother mention Mingdai.
Her tears streamed down her face.
Mo Qingying felt that Mingdai was a plague god who had ruined her peaceful life.
"elder brother……"
Mo Qingying burst into tears the moment she opened her mouth; she was so aggrieved that she couldn't speak properly.
Mo Tingchuan felt sorry for her and found a first-aid kit to treat the redness and swelling on her face and the bleeding from the corner of her mouth.
Mo Qingying cried the whole time, her tears falling onto Mo Tingchuan's hand. Mo Tingchuan's pity and reluctance for Mingdai turned into intense anger.
After applying the medicine to Mo Qingying, and after Mo Qingying cried herself to sleep, Mo Tingchuan took his car keys and left.
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