"Cuifen is not my daughter? How could it be Sheng Ning? How could it be her?" The thought of Sheng Ning being her daughter sent chills down Su Yun’s spine.
She recalled the girl who performed the Butterfly Lovers at the Mid-Autumn Festival gala, the same girl who graced the front page of the factory’s newspaper.
Thinking about her previous aversion and dislike, she dropped the materials in agony and covered her face with her hands.
She didn’t understand what was wrong with her; she should have been happier. Sheng Ning was more accomplished than Qin Cuifen, prettier and more outstanding. Then why, when she had thought Qin Cuifen was her daughter, did she feel only joy, guilt, and the urge to make amends?
Why, now that it was Sheng Ning, did she feel such conflict and entanglement in her heart?
That’s it! Su Yun finally realized where her discomfort, her hostility came from. The way Sheng Ning looked at her made her extremely uncomfortable.
The two of them had an aura not like mother and daughter, but more like enemies.
"It’s not, Xiao Hai, are you mistaken?" Su Yun asked again to confirm.
"You could be mistaken, but Big Brother will never make a mistake," Su Hai said with a sneer, "If you don’t believe me, then I will let you see for yourself."
"You’ll know it when you see it!"
A hint of darkness flashed in Su Hai’s eyes.
He had given up on communicating with Su Yun, she was simply too spoiled by the whole family. After too many years of smooth sailing, she seemed to have lost her ability to think.
That made sense, after all, as the precious daughter of the Su Family, with her husband being the President, she could easily handle the duties of the regiment, even with her eyes closed.
Others might not give her the respect she desired, but they would give it to Meng Xingzhi, and if not to Meng Xingzhi, they’d have to give it to the old master.
Second Aunt Qin and Qin Youde were brought into town by the office director. Riding in a sedan for the first time in her life, Second Aunt Qin was so excited that she felt like she was walking on clouds, light and airy. When the car arrived at the entrance of the county public security bureau, Second Aunt Qin refused to get out of the car.
"Get out, don’t embarrass yourself," Qin Youde urged, feeling embarrassed on her behalf.
"It’s my daughter’s family’s car, I’ll sit however I like," Second Aunt Qin, a sturdy woman, glared at Qin Youde from inside the car.
"If you’re scared, go back on your own. You’re just a coward," she taunted.
Qin Youde, typically a pushover, bristled at being emasculated in public by a woman. "If I’m a coward, then where did Cuifen come from..."
"Shut your mouth!" Second Aunt Qin’s face changed dramatically, and she quickly got out of the car to slap Qin Youde.
Qin Youde, who was skinny and frail, staggered from the slap, nearly falling over.
"If you dare to say one more word, I won’t let you off," Second Aunt Qin threatened fiercely.
In front of outsiders, Qin Youde had to consider his wife and children, and despite his discontent, he didn’t dare to speak out, only murmuring a complaint: "The evil you’ve done is too much, just wait for retribution."
"What retribution? Haven’t I done all this for the sake of this family? You’re such a spineless waste. If it weren’t for me, our family would have starved to death by now."
Qin Youde kept his head low and said nothing, well aware that their family hadn’t starved to death because his elder brother had single-handedly supported them in the toughest times.
And yet... that was the end he met.
The thought of his niece being abandoned by his own wife filled Qin Youde with guilt. In fact, he had lived in the guilt of failing his elder brother for many years, knowing that his niece had been framed and maligned, yet he was powerless to do anything about it.