Upon hearing this, Xue Yi's expression turned unpleasant for a moment before she retorted, unwilling to back down.
"I was framed, and Mr. Tang, being benevolent, rescued me. Wasn't that the right thing to do?"
"I'll also trouble you to remember to relay this matter to Zhang Meiyu when you return."
Xue Yi had suffered greatly under Zhang Meiyu's hand.
Now that she was out, this was an open declaration of war.
Zhang Meiyu had retaliated against Xue Yi, but Tang Zhongcheng had rescued Xue Yi in an instant.
In this war between women, Zhang Meiyu had lost miserably.
If she were to find out about this, she would likely be furious to death.
"Alright, then I'll ask you another question. Are you living with Tang Zhongcheng and Tang Yiyi now?"
Upon hearing this, Tang Yiyi quickly explained, "Aunt Xue is just a housekeeper. Dad took pity on her and gave her a job."
"Haha..."
Tang Xiaomin couldn't help but laugh until her stomach ached.
Tang Zhongcheng really had become addicted to role-playing. No matter the situation, he still clung to the housekeeper trope.
She had never seen such a disgusting person.
Zhou Xiaolan tugged at Tang Xiaomin's arm, reminding her.
"Xiaomin."
Tang Xiaomin suppressed her laughter and stopped talking, linking arms with Zhou Xiaolan as they left.
Inside the shop.
Tang Yiyi had initially resented her father's infidelity with Aunt Xue.
However, now that Zhang Meiyu had kicked her out of the house, Tang Yiyi had gradually begun to resent Zhang Meiyu.
Conversely, Xue Yi had been doting on her ever since she came out.
Tang Yiyi linked arms with Xue Yi and said tearfully, "Aunt Xue, no matter what others think of you, I will always stand by you because I know you are the one who truly cares about me."
"Aunt Xue, in my heart, I've already considered you a mother."
Hearing Tang Yiyi's words, Xue Yi's heart was filled with a myriad of bitterness, making her nose sting and her eyes turn red.
"Miss Yiyi, your words are enough to satisfy me."
"Aunt Xue."
Tang Yiyi hugged Xue Yi excitedly, healing the pain of being driven out of her home by Zhang Meiyu.
Xue Yi, on the other hand, secretly vowed to secure a bright future for Tang Yiyi.
Whatever she had lost, she would fight tooth and nail to reclaim for her.
Zhang Meiyu was divorcing Tang Zhongcheng, and now that she was out, the divorce was surely inevitable.
Zhang Meiyu had dared to send her to prison; she would have her revenge.
Tang Residence
When Tang Xiaomin returned, she saw Zhang Meiyu sitting in the living room arranging flowers.
Her eyes were vacant, her face haggard. It was likely she already knew that Tang Xu had quietly left last night.
Tang Xu, usually taciturn, had a heart colder than anyone else's. He left as he pleased, disregarding Zhang Meiyu's feelings.
Tang Xiaomin sat on the sofa next to Zhang Meiyu, contemplating whether to tell her about Aunt Xue.
"Oh dear."
Zhang Meiyu was absentminded. While trimming flower branches, she cut her left hand.
Steward Wang, seeing this, rushed to get a first-aid kit and bandaged the wound simply.
"Madam, perhaps you should stop tending to the flowers and rest."
Steward Wang put the flowers away.
Zhang Meiyu was extremely vain, always complaining about even the slightest imperfection in her manicures.
Now that her finger was cut, she didn't even bother to worry about scarring, her face etched with worry.
"Xiaomin, tell me, does Tang Xu really not want me, his mother, and choose to live with Tang Zhongcheng?"
In truth, Tang Xu wasn't choosing Tang Zhongcheng; he was choosing Tang Yiyi. Tang Yiyi was the only one who mattered to him.
Tang Xu's feelings for Tang Yiyi were almost fanatical.
Some truths might be cruel to Zhang Meiyu, but she would eventually have to face them.
"If you want to know, why not go take a look? I'm free now, so I can accompany you."
Zhang Meiyu hesitated for a moment, then finally decided to go to Tang Zhongcheng's villa in Clear Water Bay with Tang Xiaomin.
Before leaving, Zhang Meiyu had dressed meticulously, making her complexion appear vibrant.
It is said that a woman adorns herself for the one who pleases her, but it was unclear why Zhang Meiyu bothered to dress up now that she had fallen out with Tang Zhongcheng.
The car slowly drove into the Clear Water Bay villa complex. The environment was even better than she had imagined. Although the villas were not as grand as the Tang family's villa, considering the property prices in Modu, each would cost no less than twenty million.
Even after Zhang Meiyu had plundered Tang Zhongcheng's assets, he was still wealthy, indicating he had long been wary of Zhang Meiyu.
Villa number 37, a prime location by the lake.
After getting out of the car, Zhang Meiyu said,
"Steward Wang, please knock on the door and call Tang Xu out. Tell him I'm here to pick him up."
Zhang Meiyu had thought it through; falling out with Tang Xu over Tang Yiyi wasn't worth it.
Doing so would only push Tang Xu closer to Tang Zhongcheng.
Her son, born of her own life, could not be gifted to Tang Zhongcheng.
Steward Wang rang the doorbell for a while.
"Our Madam is here to pick up Young Master Tang Xu. Please have him come out."
As soon as he finished speaking, Steward Wang remembered that this person was Xue Yi, the former housekeeper of the Tang family, and was shocked.
"How could it be you!"
Upon hearing this, Xue Yi walked out from inside the house.
After her release, the clothes she wore were also designer casual wear.
With a little make-up, although her elegance didn't match Zhang Meiyu's, it was precisely this woman who was inferior to Zhang Meiyu in every aspect that stunned Zhang Meiyu.
Their eyes met. Zhang Meiyu's expression was first one of shock, then it immediately turned ashen, devoid of any color.
"Li Xue! How could it be you!"
Upon hearing this, Xue Yi's expression was full of smugness.
"Tang Zhongcheng helped me overturn my case. Zhang Meiyu, you didn't expect this, did you?"
Before the divorce papers were even signed, Tang Zhongcheng was already eagerly rescuing Li Xue, the mistress.
This blow was like a thunderclap to Zhang Meiyu.
Zhang Meiyu was so enraged that her head buzzed, her lips trembling slightly.
"Good! Well done, Tang Zhongcheng!"
"Well done, Tang Zhongcheng!"
*Puff...*
In the next second, Zhang Meiyu was so furious that she vomited blood on the spot.
Her eyes rolled back, and she fainted.
"Madam!"
"Madam!"
"Madam, what's wrong!"
...
At this moment, Tang Zhongcheng, Tang Yiyi, and Tang Xu, inside the villa, heard the commotion. When they came out, they saw Steward Wang carrying Zhang Meiyu into the car.
"Quick, to the hospital!"
"Hurry to the hospital!"
...
The driver stepped on the accelerator, and the car rushed out of the Shallow Water Bay villa complex and headed straight for the hospital.
Tang Xu's face turned ashen. He questioned Tang Xiaomin.
"What happened to Mom? Why is she here?"
*Slap!*
Without a word, Tang Xiaomin slapped Tang Xu across the face.
"How dare you ask? If you hadn't insisted on coming here, why would she have come to pick you up? And how would she have found out that Li Xue, the mistress, was rescued by Tang Zhongcheng, thus making her so angry she vomited blood?"
Tang Xiaomin looked at Tang Xu with a half-smile, then at Tang Zhongcheng, and by his side, Xue Yi and Tang Yiyi.
"If Zhang Meiyu dies, it will be because you all angered her to death."
Tang Zhongcheng realized the seriousness of the situation, his expression extremely grim.
"What nonsense are you spouting? How could she possibly die?"