"Well said."
Tang Xiaomin suddenly let go of Yang Yang.
"I am not you, and I don't know how you feel. Similarly, you are not me, and you don't know how I feel."
"Then for someone who has lost their loved ones, isn't it too much for you to say I'm not sad?"
"Don't you have any family yourself?"
This...
"Yang Yang is a young lady from a wealthy family, yet she spoke such venomous words. Truly, one cannot judge a book by its cover."
"Tang Xiaomin has already lost her father, and she's still mocking others for their lack of filial piety. Someone who can say such things probably wouldn't be sad even if her father died; she's simply heartless and unrighteous."
"Deliberately provoking someone at their funeral, anyone with eyes can see she's doing it on purpose. She has no upbringing at all. Although the Yang family is rich and powerful, they've raised such a daughter, tsk..."
"If she were my daughter, I'd slap her across the face right then and there to teach her how to behave."
...
Listening to the whispers of others, Yang Yang realized she had been led into a trap by Tang Xiaomin's few words.
She was born into a wealthy family and was now the prospective daughter-in-law of the Ye family. She absolutely could not afford to be criticized.
These people had not blamed Tang Xiaomin, but instead turned their criticisms on her. This was something Yang Yang had not expected.
Despite her anger, Yang Yang decided to endure it for now.
"Everyone has misunderstood. I just saw the Tang brothers crying for Mr. Tang, while Xiaomin wasn't. I was only reminding her that she should be more sorrowful at her father's funeral, as it is a part of filial piety for a child."
"Sigh..."
Yang Yang sighed.
"Forget it. Whether Tang Xiaomin is filial or not has nothing to do with me. I was being nosy, and it was my mistake."
Yang Yang positioned herself as someone who was "acting for Tang Xiaomin's own good."
With her words, everyone's attention shifted, and the矛头 (máo tóu - spearhead/focus of attack) turned towards Tang Xiaomin.
"Yes, Tang Xiaomin really didn't shed a single tear. She's probably not sad at all."
"You're not her, so how do you know what she's thinking?"
"Sometimes, sadness doesn't necessarily show on the surface."
"So, is Tang Xiaomin sad or not?"
Soon, various strange glances were cast towards Tang Xiaomin.
Being branded as unfilial was no small matter; she would be gossiped about forever.
Heh...
Tang Xiaomin smiled.
"Well said. As a daughter, one should indeed be filial."
"Then how do you plan to be filial? By crying, or something else? Why don't you show everyone what you're going to do, right here in front of them?" Yang Yang said again, tossing the problem back to Tang Xiaomin.
The air was thick with the smell of gunpowder.
Strangely, even though Yang Yang had repeatedly cornered Tang Xiaomin, the three Tang brothers remained silent.
Even Ye Lingyun watched with an unreadable expression, waiting quietly for something.
"That's a good question."
Tang Xiaomin spoke as she walked forward.
In full view of everyone, Tang Xiaomin lit a stick of incense and spoke.
"Father, someone is causing trouble at your funeral. As your daughter, I absolutely will not allow anyone to continue their disruption. I will restore peace for you. This is also a small gesture of my filial piety towards you."
After speaking, Tang Xiaomin inserted the incense stick into the censer.
Turning back, she looked coldly at Yang Yang and said loudly.
"Throw this troublemaker out! Do not let her disturb my father's eternal rest!"
As soon as Tang Xiaomin finished speaking.
With a whoosh, seven or eight bodyguards in black suits quickly surrounded Yang Yang, unhesitatingly restrained her, and roughly pushed her out.
Yang Yang immediately cried out in fear.
"Tang Xiaomin, what are you doing!"
"What am I doing? Naturally, I'm throwing out a troublemaker like you, thereby fulfilling my filial duty as a child."
She added a special sentence.
"And I must thank you for reminding me, otherwise, I wouldn't have known how to show my filial piety."
Someone like this, who caused trouble, would probably make Tang Zhongcheng, lying in his coffin, wish he could throw her out too.
Yang Yang never imagined Tang Xiaomin would be so bold.
"Tang Xiaomin, I have the Yang family behind me, and now the Ye family. Do you dare to treat me like this and not fear causing trouble?"
Provoking the Yang and Ye families was definitely not a wise choice.
Many people even began to feel a sense of dread and quietly reminded Tang Xiaomin.
"Tang Xiaomin, it's just a few words exchanged. There's no need to make things too ugly."
"Yes, let's try to resolve this peacefully."
Even Tang Yu said to Tang Xiaomin, "Xiaomin, this is Father's funeral. Don't cause any more trouble."
Hearing this, although Yang Yang was being restrained, she still slightly raised her chin, looked at Tang Xiaomin with arrogance, and smiled provocatively.
She was merely a vase who relied on men. No matter how brave Tang Xiaomin was, she would have to bow her head and show weakness in front of her.
They were simply not in the same league.
"Tang Xiaomin, I know you're skilled and can fight well."
"But what good is fighting in this world? What matters in this world is power and background."
"Tang Xiaomin, what do you have?"
Provocation, naked provocation.
Even though she was already restrained, Yang Yang was still so arrogant and overbearing.
Those who had just advised Tang Xiaomin to resolve things peacefully now wished Yang Yang would be taught a severe lesson.
Tang Xiaomin nodded, adopting an attitude of agreement.
"You're right. In this world, many things matter. I admit, I don't have the background or the power you speak of. I'm just a nobody."
"If you know that, then quickly tell your people to let me go!" Yang Yang said impatiently and tried to break free from the restraints.
However, she was not successful.
"Tang Xiaomin, what do you mean?"
This time, Tang Xiaomin merely smiled and said nothing.
Yang Yang struggled again, and this time the bodyguards held her even tighter. Sudan Novel Network.
She panicked and wanted to ask Ye Lingyun for help.
But where was Ye Lingyun in the funeral hall? He had already left at some unknown time.
Yang Yang was truly panicked. She yelled towards the outside of the hall.
"What are you all doing? Why aren't you coming in to help me!"
"Hurry!"
"Hurry!"
...
After shouting for a long time, not to mention bodyguards, not even a fly appeared.
Tang Xiaomin said coldly, "Throw this crazy woman out!"
"I am the young lady of the Yang family, the future wife of the Ye clan. Tang Xiaomin, how dare you treat me like this!"
"Tang Xiaomin, let me go!"
...
No matter how much Yang Yang yelled and screamed, the bodyguards quickly threw her out, and her voice disappeared.
The onlookers felt a sense of great satisfaction.
"Everyone here has witnessed what happened today. Miss Yang caused trouble at my father's funeral, and I had no choice but to ask her to leave. If anyone slanders me about this matter in the future, I ask that you speak a few words of fairness for me."
Whether Tang Xiaomin's background compared to Yang Yang's was relevant or not, most people attending the funeral were there to curry favor.
"Of course. Everyone saw clearly that Miss Yang was the one causing trouble."