Chapter 11: Pretty Mom is Too Tough



Chapter 11: Pretty Mom is Too Tough

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The housekeeper was slightly stunned when he saw He Wanbai, who was full of murderous intent, but he still stepped forward.

"You are... you can't go in."

He Wanbai immediately showed her bone-chopping knife: "Just say that He Wanbai is back."

The housekeeper was so frightened by the sight of such a flashing bone-cutting knife that he dared not to stop it and quickly called the old lady Jin Qiumei.

He Wanbai entered the living room and looked around at the home she hadn't returned to for more than 20 years.

Everything I see is unfamiliar.

The He family was not poor; they were even one of the most famous wealthy families in Huaicheng.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to buy a house in a community like Dijingguanyun.

It was just because He Wanbai refused the marriage proposal and insisted on marrying Yuan Hongtai, she severed ties with the He family.

To save face and to prove that she did not marry the wrong person.

Over the years, she never told her father about any injustice or suffering she had endured.

But now she found out that all the grievances and hardships she had to endure were caused by her stepmother who changed her and her stepsister’s fate!

It doesn't matter if she suffers, but it's not okay if her child is also implicated!

The more He Wanbai thought about it, the angrier she became, and she simply couldn't calm down her anger.

Especially when I looked up, I saw the family portrait of my father, stepmother, and step-sister's family, including her husband and children.

They were wearing designer clothes, expensive jewelry, and their faces were filled with happy smiles.

The family portrait here should have been her, her father, her mother, her husband and her children.

She and her children wore clothes that cost tens of dollars on Pinduoduo, and they washed them until they turned white, but they were reluctant to change them.

The children even had to work part-time and overtime to earn money for her medicine, and they lived frugally just to save money for her medicine.

She was bedridden and became a medicine bottle, a burden to her husband and children, all because her fate was changed!

The servant served tea and reminded her with a look of disdain: "Mrs. Yuan, you need to change your shoes."

"You stepped on an imported carpet worth $100,000 and soiled it. Not only will you lose money, you won't be able to afford the cleaning fee alone."

The eldest daughter of the He family was looked down upon by the servant.

A carpet for stepping on costs 100,000 yuan, and her ten-dollar towel has to be used until it is worn out, and she still has to keep it for wiping her hands.

He Wanbai sneered and poured the tea directly onto the stall.

"Not only do I want to make it dirty, I also want to smash it!"

He Wanbai stepped on the sofa worth millions, took down the He family portrait, and smashed it to the ground.

Then she stepped on the family portrait, picked up the bone-chopping knife, and chopped it into pieces.

The servant was shocked and stunned, and for a moment he forgot what he should do.

After chopping off the family portrait, He Wanbai picked up the machete and went straight to the second floor.

The servant finally reacted and hurried to stop him: "You can't go upstairs, that's the eldest lady's room."

"I am the eldest daughter of the He family!"

He Wanbai pushed the door and entered the room where she used to live.

The layout of the entire room is almost the same as the master bedroom she lives in now, just in reverse.

On the wall at the end of the bed hangs an oil painting of a mermaid.

The mermaid is trapped in a cage, surrounded by swordfish, and a woman on the shore holds a fishing rod.

The hook and line caught the mermaid in the cage.

The face was not drawn, but He Wanbai recognized it at a glance.

The mermaid in the cage is her, and the one fishing for the mermaid on the shore is her stepsister.

He Wanbai didn't understand metaphysics, but after Yuan Qingqing smashed the paintings at home, she felt that this was related to the change of her fate.

So, He Wanbai stepped on a chair, took down the mermaid painting, and smashed it to pieces with a bone cutter.

"Mrs. Yuan, if you make trouble again, I will call the police."

"what ever."

He Wanbai spoke softly, then swung a bone-cutting knife and smashed the computer.

With another wave of his hand, the antique vase on the shelf was smashed.

She didn't understand any metaphysics. She would smash anything she could within her sight. If she couldn't smash anything, she would use a bone-chopping knife to smash it.

As for nonsense, she didn't say a word.

The servant tried to stop him, but He Wanbai swung her bone-chopping knife and said, "If you dare to stop me, I'll smash you too."

The servant quickly called security.

In just a short while, He Wanbai had already smashed the bedroom to pieces.

Four or five security guards ran up and tried to grab He Wanbai.

He Wanbai held a bone-chopping knife in her hand and faced several security guards.

"I am sick and I am about to die suddenly."

"I am still the eldest daughter of the He family. You guys can try to touch me. Can you afford to pay the money or go to jail?"

"It's just to earn some money, there's no need to fight me."

This is not the eldest daughter of the He family at all; she is clearly a lunatic who escaped from a mental hospital.

Who dares to mess with a madman?

Now she is chopping things, but later she will dare to chop people.

There is really no need to work so hard just for a little salary.

The security guard, who was aware of the situation, pretended to block them, but after some persuasion, he gave way to He Wanbai.

After He Wanbai smashed the bedroom, she went to smash the cloakroom, which was filled with expensive dresses, jewelry, and brand-name bags.

She smashed and chopped it without blinking an eye.

After smashing the cloakroom, go smash the study.

After smashing the study, they went to the third floor and smashed their stepmother's bedroom and cloakroom.

Then I went back to the living room on the first floor and smashed whatever I could. I smashed whatever I didn't like.

With such destructive force, there is no sign that he is a patient who has to gasp for breath after walking two steps.

Jin Qiumei hurried back, but when she came back she saw the floor in a mess, with fragments of various antique treasures on the floor.

Not to mention the family portrait which is so shabby that you can't even tell what human beings look like.

Jin Qiumei looked at him with rage and yelled at He Wanbai.

"He Wanbai, what are you crazy about?"

"Do you know how much this is worth? Millions of dollars, and you just squandered it all!"

"It's tens of millions! I can't even afford to lose you even if I sell you out!"

He Wanbai looked up at Jin Qiumei, who was well-maintained, healthy and rosy.

"Yeah, I'm dying, so I'm going crazy."

She sneered, walked up to her, grabbed her collar and pushed her to the ground.

Then he sat on her and placed the boning knife directly on Jin Qiumei's neck.

She moved too fast.

The servants and security guards never thought that she would really dare to hack people, and Jin Qiumei never thought that the sick and dying He Wanbai would go so crazy.

The cold and sharp boning knife frightened Jin Qiumei.

"Wanwan, what's wrong with you? Are you having trouble telling mom..."

He Wanbai interrupted her excitedly: "Wan, your mother, you are not qualified to call me by my nickname."

"You mother, you idiot, you dare to call yourself my mother, do you want me to piss you so I can look at you, what kind of face do you have to call yourself my mother?"

Jin Qiumei was dumbfounded, frightened by the boning knife on her neck.

He Wanbai is so gentle and beautiful, but when she opens her mouth she starts to use all kinds of dirty words.

It really overturned her impression of He Wanbai.

"Tell me, when did my fate and He Wanqing's fate change?"

Jin Qiumei was shocked again. How did she know about the fate change?

Soon he played dumb again: "What kind of fate is that? I don't know. You...ahhhh."

My neck ached and the smell of blood filled my nose.

He Wanbai didn't just talk, she actually took action and scratched Jin Qiumei's neck.


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