No one would open the door for Tang Yiyi tonight, no matter how loudly she screamed.
It was time for her to taste what it was like to be thrown out.
The next morning, when Xueyi opened the door, she saw Tang Yiyi sleeping by the entrance.
"Miss Yiyi, why are you here? Why aren't you home?"
Tang Yiyi woke up. The Tang family's door finally opened. She was happy at first, then angrily questioned Xueyi.
"Why didn't you open the door for me last night? Didn't you hear me pressing the doorbell?"
The aunt looked apologetic. "Sir said you usually have many friends and must have gone to a friend's house, so everyone went to sleep. I really didn't hear the doorbell."
"Miss Yiyi, I'm so sorry. Please come in quickly."
"You didn't hear?"
Tang Yiyi was furious.
"I didn't come home, and you all slept soundly. You didn't even hear me knock? I didn't just knock, I was shouting downstairs. You couldn't hear that either?"
It was only now that Tang Yiyi had to believe she wasn't valued in the Tang family at all.
Otherwise, how could they all sleep so soundly when she was gone for a whole night?
"Miss Yiyi, it's really not like that. Please listen to my explanation..."
No matter what Xueyi said, Tang Yiyi didn't listen.
She walked into the living room in a daze.
At this moment, everyone in the family, including Tang Xiaomin, was sitting at the dining table eating breakfast.
Tang Yiyi had returned.
Tang Xiaomin couldn't help but sneer, "I said she'd come back on her own, and here she is."
Tang Xiaomin knew all of Tang Yiyi's little tricks.
Tang Zhongcheng gave Tang Yiyi a cold glare and said nothing more.
Zhang Meiyu, who had been worried all night, couldn't help but scold her when she saw Tang Yiyi back safe and sound.
"You're all grown up now. You don't tell the family where you're going, making everyone worry about you all night. Honestly."
Worried all night?
How ironic those words were.
She had pressed the doorbell all night, calling out repeatedly until her throat was dry, but no one opened the door for her.
They were clearly sleeping soundly at home, with no concern for her at all.
Tang Yiyi suppressed the anger in her heart and pretended to be apologetic, saying.
"Dad, Mom, I'm sorry. I went to a friend's house last night and made you worry. I'll never do this again."
Even though she had been locked out all night, Tang Yiyi was still stubbornly unwilling to let Tang Xiaomin know her embarrassing state.
She wanted Tang Xiaomin to know that the only one her parents cared about was Tang Yiyi.
Hearing Tang Yiyi's self-deceiving words, Tang Xiaomin couldn't help but laugh.
From the bottom of her heart, she felt that Tang Yiyi was like a clown.
Tang Xiaomin couldn't help but say, "Last night, I think I heard someone pressing the doorbell in my room for over an hour, and then shouting for someone to open the door. It wasn't Tang Yiyi, was it?"
As soon as she said this, Tang Zhongcheng, Zhang Meiyu, and Tang Yu became curious.
Tang Xiaomin continued, "I thought you opened the door for Tang Yiyi later, so I went to sleep. Maybe I misheard."
While saying this, Tang Xiaomin kept a watchful eye on Tang Yiyi's expression.
Tang Yiyi's face turned pale, and she said, "You misheard. I only came back this morning. The person pressing the doorbell wasn't me."
After speaking, Tang Yiyi went back to her room.
In her small room, Tang Yiyi could no longer hold back. In her rage, she smashed everything she saw.
Feeling that it wasn't enough, she picked up a pair of scissors and frantically cut up her clothes.
Tang Xiaomin had heard her pressing the doorbell.
But none of them had heard anything, they were all sleeping soundly.
What was she in this family?
Was there anyone who still cared about her and doted on her as they used to?
No, everything had changed.
"Ah!"
Tang Yiyi let out a mournful roar, frantically destroying everything in the room to vent her anger!
*Knock, knock, knock!*
Tang Yiyi was venting when someone knocked on the door.
"Yiyi, come down and eat something."
It was Zhang Meiyu's voice.
Tang Yiyi quickly tidied up her messy room, afraid that Zhang Meiyu would see it.
Hearing movement inside, Zhang Meiyu couldn't help but open the door to take a look.
She saw clothes piled up messily on the floor, some with large holes poked through them, or torn into tiny strips.
Tang Yiyi flusteredly stuffed the clothes back into the wardrobe, and a pair of scissors fell to the floor at an inopportune moment with a thud.
Seeing this, Zhang Meiyu couldn't believe that Tang Yiyi would do something like this in her room. Her brows furrowed.
"Yiyi, what are you doing?"
Tang Yiyi stood frozen, her face pale, frantically trying to come up with an excuse.
"Mom, I... I'm organizing my clothes. I have too many clothes, and my room can't fit them all, so I'm planning to throw some away."
Throw them away?
Zhang Meiyu looked at the clothes on the floor. They were all this year's new styles, and she hadn't even seen Tang Yiyi wear some of them once. She was going to throw them away?
Although the family was rich, it wasn't a reason to be so wasteful.
Zhang Meiyu couldn't help but say, "Since you think you have too many clothes, then buy less in the future."
Tang Yiyi: ...
"Mom is right. My room is small, and I can't fit many clothes."
If she had her old room, there was a dedicated walk-in closet that could hold many, many clothes. But now, that had also been snatched away by Tang Xiaomin.
Everything about her had been taken by Tang Xiaomin.
Why had she even come back?
Why hadn't she died earlier? Why had she come back!
Zhang Meiyu didn't say anything more and returned to the first floor.
Tang Xiaomin was wearing her usual jeans and a white t-shirt. She had a closet full of designer brands, but Zhang Meiyu had never seen her wear any of them.
"Tang Xiaomin, you took Yiyi's room and her clothes. Why don't you wear them?" Zhang Meiyu suddenly asked.
Tang Xiaomin gave Zhang Meiyu a cold glare.
"Because I don't like them. Is that reason enough?"
"You..."
Tang Xiaomin couldn't be bothered with Zhang Meiyu.
After returning to her room, she received a file from Butler Ye via her computer.
It was detailed information about Xueyi's time at the Hongyuan Butler Academy.
As she had suspected, Xueyi had not graduated from a proper butler academy. Her qualifications had been bought through connections.
And the person behind Xueyi's forged qualifications was none other than Tang Zhongcheng.
A terrifying possibility emerged in Tang Xiaomin's mind.
Xueyi was a few years younger than Zhang Meiyu.
Over ten years ago, Tang Zhongcheng had known Xueyi and even helped her forge her qualifications to become a housekeeper in the Tang family.
What hidden secrets lay behind this?
Did Zhang Meiyu know about this?
Regardless, Tang Xiaomin disliked Xueyi intensely. Now that she had evidence, she had to get rid of her.