Yang Xin’er pulled open the wardrobe and looked under the bed, but she didn’t find Song Yan Ning. Seeing a photo on the bedside table, she reached out, picked it up, and froze for a moment when she saw the little girl in the photo. The little girl in the photo was so pretty. Surely Song Yan Ning didn’t think that by looking at a pretty picture, she herself would become pretty. In her lifetime, she was doomed to be nothing more than an ugly monster. To think she could become pretty was a fantasy; no matter how many pretty pictures she looked at, it wouldn’t change the fact that she was an ugly monster.
"Put the photo down!" Yang Lisheng yelled at Yang Xin’er as he saw her holding Song Yan Ning’s photo. Xiao Ning didn’t like taking photos; that photo was only taken because he and his wife had dragged Xiao Ning to the studio.
Yang Xin’er threw the photo on the floor with a "crack!" as the frame shattered. She stepped forward and stomped on the photo a few times. Only when she saw the photo ruined did she finally retract her foot, satisfied. Song Yan Ning had kept the photo on the bedside table, so she must have cherished it dearly. And if she cherished it, Xin’er was determined to destroy it, to watch Song Yan Ning suffer.
"You’re insane!" Yang Lisheng trembled with rage as he stepped forward and pulled Yang Xin’er by the arm to drag her out.
Yang Xin’er forcefully shook off Yang Lisheng’s hand and quickly ran to the window, sweeping all the potted plants from the windowsill onto the floor. She was insane, driven mad by them. Although she was their daughter, they didn’t protect her but instead wanted to drive her out. Did they only care about that Song Yan Ning in their hearts? Was their blood relation not as important as Song Yan Ning?
Li Meixiang heard the crashing noises and hurried in to find Song Yan Ning’s room a complete mess, so distressed she nearly passed out.
"Xiang, throw her out," Yang Lisheng ordered, supporting the trembling Li Meixiang and instructing A’Xiang who was standing by. Xin’er had worn away the last bit of familial affection he had for her.
A’Xiang approached Yang Xin’er, picked her up, and started walking her out. Her orders from the master were to ensure the safety of Yang Lisheng and Li Meixiang and heed their commands, so unless she sensed a lethal intent, she wouldn’t act on her own – only when instructed by Yang Lisheng and Li Meixiang.
"Let me go, let me go, you hear me... let go!" Yang Xin’er struggled furiously, but it was of no use.
A’Xiang carried her out of the yard, tossed Yang Xin’er outside, then turned and closed the gate behind her.
Yang Xin’er sat on the ground, grimacing in pain. She truly couldn’t believe that her parents would actually have her thrown out.
After a long while, Yang Xin’er picked herself up from the ground, shot a hateful glance at the courtyard where Yang Lisheng and his family lived, and hobbled towards her car. She wouldn’t leave these few days; she would wait until she saw Song Yan Ning before she left. Song Yan Ning had made her life so miserable, and her own parents treated her this way; she would not stop until she got her revenge.
"I’m alright," Li Meixiang shook her head and walked over to the window to start cleaning up. "These are Xiao Ning’s treasures. She will be very upset if she comes back and sees them ."
Yang Lisheng knelt down in front of Li Meixiang, "Let me do it, I’ll plant them again, I have more experience with this kind of thing." He knew his spouse must be very upset, seeing Xin’er become ; he was upset too.
Li Meixiang heaved a sigh, "I’m worried about what Xin’er will do if she gets divorced from Yufeng. With her temperament, who could stand her?" She couldn’t help but worry after all.
"Stop worrying about her; she’s grown up and will have to take care of herself." In his heart, Yang Lisheng was also very worried. If Xin’er were better behaved, even if she divorced Yufeng, she could still find happiness. But as she was now, even if someone did fall for her, they wouldn’t be able to tolerate her temperament.
Li Meixiang nodded, "It’s already dark out. Where will Xin’er stay tonight?"
"Alright, don’t think too much about it. She’s not a child anymore," Yang Lisheng picked up the scattered herbs from the floor and stood up to go outside. Worry was inevitable; no matter how disappointed they were, she was still their flesh and blood.
Yang Xin’er stayed in a hotel in the city for one night, and the next morning, she came to Yang Lisheng’s house again. She didn’t believe Song Yan Ning wouldn’t be at home.
Li Meixiang opened the door and upon seeing Yang Xin’er, she felt relieved but also a bit angry, "Why are you here again?"
"Aren’t you my parents? Don’t I have the right to return to my parents’ home? Or do you not plan to acknowledge me as your daughter anymore?" Yang Xin’er said, walking towards the interior of the house.
Yang Lisheng, hearing Yang Xin’er’s voice inside, came out from a room and said, "This home does not welcome you." Xiao Ning was supposed to come back today, and he didn’t want Xin’er to hurt her.
Yang Xin’er shrugged indifferently and sat down in the yard, "It doesn’t matter if you don’t want to acknowledge me, it’s enough that I acknowledge you." Anyway, she had decided to wait here, not believing that Song Yan Ning wouldn’t show up. Moreover, she had decided to take her parents to Beijing because she didn’t want to divorce Yufeng.
Yang Lisheng sighed helplessly. He thought of having Xiang throw her out again, but decided against it after some thought. If it wasn’t for Xin’er wrecking Xiao Ning’s room last night, he surely wouldn’t have had the heart to do so.
At that moment, his phone in the pocket rang.
Yang Lisheng took out his phone and saw it was Song Yan Ning calling. He gave Li Meixiang a look and then walked into the house.
After entering the house, Yang Lisheng answered the call, "Xiao Ning."
"Grandpa, I’m about to board the plane, and I should be home by afternoon."
"Xiao Ning," Yang Lisheng hesitated for a moment, "Your mom is here."
"What is she doing here?" Song Yan Ning was somewhat astonished. Ever since she had been sent to live with her grandparents, Yang Xin’er had never once visited Yang City.
"Your dad wants to divorce her, and she wants us to persuade your dad."
"I understand, let’s talk when I get back," Song Yan Ning hung up the phone and turned to Qin Yushen, "You don’t need to drop me off when we get to Yang City."
"Is it because of Yang Xin’er?" With Qin Yushen’s acute hearing, he had clearly overheard the conversation on the phone.
"Yes." Song Yan Ning nodded. If Yang Xin’er found out that Qin Yushen and she were together, it would definitely cause an uproar. She didn’t want to upset her grandparents.
Qin Yushen frowned slightly, "Alright." He truly disliked Yang Xin’er, as well as the mother-daughter duo Song Yanxue and Song Yufeng. It was absolutely ludicrous that when Song Yufeng wanted to divorce Yang Xin’er, she proposed that he and Song Yanxue get engaged. Even if he were blind, even if only Song Yanxue remained in the world, he would never marry her.