Yu Xinyan walked out, gave He Jinxuan a look that said leave it to me to handle, then looked at Yu’s mother: "Mom, you really dare to say anything."
After speaking, she looked at Yu’s father who was standing to the side, ready to give him a chance, after all, in the Yu Family, only her adoptive father had been somewhat kind to her: "Dad, what do you say?"
Yu’s father looked full of guilt: "Your mom is anxious, how could a good marriage just end in divorce."
Yu Xinyan lost all hope, Yu’s father didn’t directly answer her question, yet spoke of their anxiety.
With a shake of her head and a cold laugh: "Anxious about what, are you afraid the Lyu Family will ask you for those two hundred dollars of betrothal gift, or are you afraid my divorce will affect your children’s marriages?"
Yu’s father did not expect the always understanding adopted daughter to be so direct and harsh today.
Yu’s mother exploded upon hearing this: "You dead girl, what kind of talk is this, we raised you, and this is how you repay us?"
Yu Xinyan looked at them coldly, thinking of her tragic past life, and coldly questioned: "You raised me, and you’re not afraid of heavenly retribution saying these words. How was the house in Beilan Village built?"
Upon hearing this, the faces of the Yu couple changed completely.
Yu’s mother was even more frightened, her mouth agape, blurting out: "How do you know?"
Perhaps because of nervousness, her voice increased several pitches, and after speaking, she realized, trying to cover it up: "What nonsense are you talking about?"
Yu Xinyan sneered: "Don’t say that the person who sent me to your house left you enough money to support me, even if there wasn’t such money, the work points and money I earned were also enough to support myself, so don’t go against your conscience when you speak."
Yu’s father’s face was ugly: "Xinyan, no matter what, we did raise you, you shouldn’t talk to us like that."
Yu Xinyan laughed, but the laughter didn’t reach her eyes: "Then how should I speak to you, let Mom slander me here, or let you manipulate me over and over again, compliant so you can sell me again."
Since there is no destined bond, in this life I won’t cling to even a bit.
Yu’s mother saw more people gathering: "How did we manipulate you, Jun Cheng is the pride of our village, do you know how many families want to marry into his family?
We found you such a good match, you’re not satisfied and even causing a divorce, is your brain flooded? Let me tell you, those two hundred dollars of betrothal money, we can’t afford to return it, and besides, it is what we deserved."
The onlookers began to whisper to each other: "Such a good kid, her fate is really unfortunate, how did she end up with such an adoptive mother?"
"Exactly, Miss Xinyan took on the financial burden alone to repay kindness, so as not to trouble the family, but look at this woman’s attitude, it’s really shameful."
Yu Xinyan looked at Yu’s father: "Dad, is that what you think too?"
Yu’s father sighed: "The family really can’t come up with the money to return to the Lyu Family, you shouldn’t be so willful."
Yu Xinyan shook her head with a sarcastic laugh, what was she expecting, it’s laughable, even the bit of supposed kindness towards her wasn’t sincere: "When you forced me to marry Lyu Juncheng back then, you said once I married, it would repay your upbringing, and we’d be even after that, does that still hold?"
Yu’s mother pulled a face: "You still have the nerve to bring that up, now that you’re divorced from Lyu Juncheng, aren’t you intentionally harming us?"
Yu Xinyan ignored Yu’s mother, but stared at Yu’s father: "Does that still hold?"