Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
As Qiao Yaruan exited the hospital, she was blocked from going forward by someone.
Qiao Yaruan looked down and watched as the car’s window slid open. When her eyes landed on the person in the car, she remembered the conversation that she had just heard. She could not resist a cold scoff in her heart. This man’s personality was just as vulgar as he seemed.
“King Feng of the Silver Screen, your onscreen performance is truly similar to your performance in real life. You just love talking smack about people behind their backs, don’t you?” Qiao Yaruan sneered in ridicule.
Feng Feng frowned. “What’re you going on about now?”
Qiao Yaruan stared at his innocent-looking face. She then swiftly threw the audio recorder pen at him. “Listen carefully, a couple of big, strong men are manipulating a little maiden. What a disgusting bunch.” Qiao Yaruan angrily retorted before she walked away from his car and left the place.
Feng Feng had been scolded again and was filled with a fiery rage. In addition, he was hit by the object that Qiao Yaruan had hurled at him so his expression has turned completely black. He played the audio recorder pen, wanting to know what had caused her to insult him so much.
As the familiar voices began to play, Feng Feng looked at the audio recorder pen in his hand as the corners of his lips curled into an icy-cold angle. This woman, An Jiahui, was more formidable than he had thought. She had actually retaliated in this manner.
However, even Chu Ningyi had not expected this. That was why he was outstation now!
At this moment, the Shui family study was in absolute disorder. An Jiahui has tried to destroy everything she could find in the study.
Shui Anjiao was wailing in a corner. She seemed to be unable to accept the fact that she was not Shui Moyun’s daughter. Furthermore, she could not accept that she would no longer be the Eldest Miss of the Shui family. All of these riches would no longer belong to her.
“What’re you crying about?” An Jiahui snapped in a flustered and exasperated manner. She really never expected Shui Anluo to use this tactic but she could not help but feel angry when she looked at this daughter of hers.
“Why am I not Father’s daughter?” Shui Anjiao wailed. She was only six-years-old when she had followed her mother back to the Shui family home. Prior to that, she had always endured a bitter life so she definitely does not want to go back to the past.
“You’re one to talk. It’s all your fault. You didn’t work hard enough and lost to Shui Anluo over and over again.” An Jiahui poked Shui Anjiao’s head with one finger. “I’ve worked hard for so many years to finally make your father realize that we weren’t having a good life and to bring us back here. Look at you, you can’t even beat Shui Anluo in anything. You can’t even take care of your own fiancè.” An Jiahui spat angrily.
When she had seduced Shui Moyun back then, she had feigned guilt in front of Long Manyin after becoming pregnant with another man’s child and left. Over the next seven years, she would occasionally appear in front of them in her most miserable state. As expected, Long Manyin’s heart softened in the end and allowed the mother and daughter back. After An Jiahui managed to obtain Shui Moyun’s trust and chased Long Manyin away, she never expected to lose to Shui Anluo in the end. How could she not feel animosity?
“But Mother, what should we do now? I don’t want to leave the Shui family home.” Shui Anjiao wailed, unable to bear the notion of leaving all this luxury.
“Shui Anluo, that damned b*tch wants Soaring Distance Technology but it won’t be that easy. Since she wants to be heartless, she can’t blame us for retaliating,” said An Jiahui. Her eyes were filled with an icy fog.
Shui Anjiao stared pitifully at her mother. She hates Shui Anluo too. It was all Shui Anluo’s fault that she had been reduced to this state so she has to make Shui Anluo pay the price.