Zhang Meiyu glared at Tang Xiaomin, her patience worn thin.
She walked the few steps to Tang Xiaomin and raised her hand to strike her fiercely.
Tang Xiaomin raised her hand and firmly grasped Zhang Meiyu's wrist, gritting her teeth.
This was her mother, who, swayed by slanderers, frequently beat and scolded her, showing no regard for their blood relation!
In the next second, Tang Xiaomin shoved hard, causing Zhang Meiyu to stumble back several steps. She bumped into a teacup on the coffee table, and it fell to the floor with several crisp shattering sounds.
Zhang Meiyu herself hit her forehead, which immediately began to swell and bruise.
Tang Yiyi, who had just been wearing a gloating expression, gasped in fright at the sight.
"Mom!"
She quickly stepped forward to help Zhang Meiyu up, while simultaneously fanning the flames.
"Sister, how could you lay hands on Mom? You're so unfilial. You've hurt Mom."
Aunt Xue also chimed in, "Tang Xiaomin, it's one thing if you hit me, but how could you hit your own mother? Your mother really bore you in vain. Oh my, Madam, you are truly unfortunate to have such a daughter who brings you ill fortune..."
Tang Xiaomin's expression was cold. She lowered her eyes, turned, and walked away.
"Xiaomin, what are you doing?"
A deep male voice echoed from the doorway, and a spirited middle-aged man slowly entered. He exuded a powerful aura, giving off an impression of unfathomable depth.
Tang Zhongcheng had just witnessed Tang Xiaomin pushing Zhang Meiyu down and couldn't believe she would treat her own mother like that.
Seeing this, Aunt Xue hurried to Tang Zhongcheng, afraid he wouldn't notice the handprint on her face.
"Master, Madam asked Tang Xiaomin to cook, but she refused and insisted on leaving. I tried to stop her, and she hit me, sniff..."
As she spoke, Aunt Xue tearfully wiped away a few drops of tears.
"Madam was angry and wanted to discipline Tang Xiaomin, but Tang Xiaomin actually laid hands on Madam too. Madam's forehead is injured."
Tang Zhongcheng stepped forward to examine Zhang Meiyu's injuries. There was indeed a bruise on her forehead.
Zhang Meiyu glared at Tang Xiaomin and said tearfully, "Husband, so many years have passed, and this jinx still brings me misfortune. We shouldn't have brought her back."
Tang Zhongcheng's expression gradually turned grim. He glared at Tang Xiaomin with anger, a look of unspeakable disappointment flashing in his eyes.
Tang Yiyi chuckled gleefully, not forgetting to add insult to injury. Su Dan Novel Network.
"Sister, if you were angry, you should have hit me. Why did you hit Mom? It's all my fault for not stopping you in time, or Mom wouldn't have been hurt. Mom, does it still hurt?"
...
Tang Yiyi's dutiful and sensible behavior made Tang Xiaomin's actions seem even more outrageous by comparison.
Tang Zhongcheng strode up to Tang Xiaomin and berated her.
"You scoundrel! Do you have any respect for the family rules or your parents?"
Heh.
Parents, how laughable.
Parents who believed slander and abandoned their child, parents who treated their own daughter like a servant, parents who personally sent their daughter to the gates of hell.
Were they worthy of being parents?
In her past life, they gave birth to her, giving her life. She had repaid that life with her own.
In this life, they were even.
Tang Xiaomin's heart felt suddenly clear. Without any emotion, she said word for word:
"You are not satisfied with me, and I no longer want parents like you. Let's break off our relationship."
"Tang Xiaomin, how dare you!" Tang Zhongcheng roared, his face contorted.
Tang Xiaomin's lips curved into a smile. She turned and left.
Seeing this, Tang Zhongcheng issued his final ultimatum:
"Tang Xiaomin, if you dare to step out of this house, you will no longer be a member of the Tang family!"
Zhang Meiyu said from the side, "Husband, let her go. We don't need this jinx. Even if she leaves, we still have Yiyi. This family won't lose anything."
Hearing this, Tang Zhongcheng struggled internally, sighed, and made no move to stop her.
If not for the circumstances forcing his hand half a year ago, he would never have brought Tang Xiaomin back.
For the past six months, Tang Xiaomin had diligently done housework, and he had begun to see her in a new light. But now, her true colors had been revealed. Why keep her?
In less than a minute, Tang Xiaomin obediently returned, followed by two men.
The young man leading them was tall and handsome, appearing to be in his early twenties. His distinguished demeanor and powerful aura exuded an imposing pressure.
The middle-aged butler beside him also seemed extraordinary, standing respectfully by the man's side with his head constantly bowed.
Zhang Meiyu, seeing that distinguished guests had arrived, habitually ordered Tang Xiaomin, who was standing nearby.
"Tang Xiaomin, quickly go and make tea for Young Master Ye and Butler Ye."
The reason Tang Xiaomin returned was also because of these two men.
Even if Zhang Meiyu hadn't said anything, she would have proactively made tea.
She skillfully brewed two cups of premium Longjing tea and brought them over, placing them in front of Ye Fengxing and Butler Ye.
Butler Ye stood to the side and responded, "Thank you, Miss Tang."
Ye Fengxing sat down and cast a casual glance at Tang Xiaomin. He felt a strange sensation towards her at this moment, though he couldn't quite pinpoint what it was.
Ye Fengxing took a sip of tea and then said calmly, "Today, we are here to present the betrothal letter and gifts."
Butler Ye took out two red booklets from his embrace.
Everyone in the Tang family broke into smiles at this sight, especially Tang Yiyi, who beamed more brightly than a flower.
Zhang Meiyu's smile was so wide she couldn't close her mouth. She quickly instructed Tang Xiaomin, "Tang Xiaomin, hurry and go cook. Make it good."
Tang Xiaomin sneered and plopped down on the sofa.
"I can't do it." She said in a defiant tone.
"You!"
...
The entire family glared at Tang Xiaomin. However, with Ye Fengxing present, they refrained from speaking out.
Zhang Meiyu gave an embarrassed laugh, "Tang Xiaomin is ignorant. I've made Young Master Ye a fool. I was too simple-minded. I'll immediately have Xiang Man Lou send over some food." Zhang Meiyu signaled to Aunt Xue.
"Never mind, I have other matters to attend to. There's no need to trouble yourselves."
As soon as Ye Fengxing finished speaking, Butler Ye immediately handed the betrothal letter and the red booklets of betrothal gifts to Tang Xiaomin.
"Miss Tang, please review the betrothal letter and gifts. Due to the sheer volume of gifts, the young master has specifically purchased a villa to store them. You are welcome to visit at any time."
...
The entire Tang family froze. This Butler Ye was utterly clueless.
Tang Zhongcheng said, "Butler Ye, you've made a mistake. She is Tang Xiaomin, not Tang Yiyi. Tang Yiyi is right here." He said this while glancing at the demure Tang Yiyi beside him.
Tang Yiyi's expression shifted slightly, and she forced a smile.
Aunt Xue spoke up, reprimanding, "Tang Xiaomin, hurry and hand over the betrothal letter and gifts to Miss Yiyi. You are truly so ill-mannered."
Tang Xiaomin shook her head, a slight smile playing on her lips. She then handed the betrothal letter over.
Tang Yiyi took it triumphantly. After a quick glance, her eyes widened.
The betrothal letter clearly bore the names Ye Fengxing and Tang Xiaomin. She looked at it several times, but it remained the same.
Tang Yiyi's face changed. "Brother Ye... have you made a mistake? My name is Tang Yiyi. Why does it say Tang Xiaomin's name?"