She couldn't possibly tell him that it was her masterpiece.
"It's a friend's, I borrowed it for a few days," Tang Xiaomin lied casually.
Tang Yiyi walked down from upstairs and said sarcastically, "A friend, male or female?"
...
This Tang Yiyi, if not disciplined for three days, she'd get unruly again.
Tang Xiaomin said coldly, "None of your damn business!"
Upon hearing this, Tang Yiyi chuckled unconvincingly.
"You're right, it's really none of my business, and I shouldn't be so nosy."
"After all, sister, you're so outstanding, there must be many people who want to be friends with you, both male and female."
"Unlike me, I was falsely accused of seducing my brother, and now everyone ignores me and looks at me with strange eyes."
The way she said it, as if she had suffered a grave injustice.
As if she alone was pitiable, and everyone else was an unforgivable villain.
She had only been hit a few times, felt a little pain, and endured some insignificant eye-rolls.
A little bit of hardship, and she thought it was unbearable.
What Tang Yiyi endured was far less than a ten-thousandth of what Tang Xiaomin had endured in her previous life.
"Heh."
A cold, enigmatic smile played on Tang Xiaomin's lips.
It was so sickening she felt like throwing up.
"Do you know what this is called? This is called retribution."
"You..."
Seeing that they were about to argue again, Tang Yu tried to mediate.
"Alright, both of you, say a little less. What's with family members bickering? Don't you think the house is messy enough already?"
Tang Xiaomin rolled her eyes.
Tang Yiyi, however, said nothing and returned to her room.
Tang Yu felt helpless and sat down to talk to Tang Xiaomin.
"Xiaomin, Mom and Dad are very unhappy because of your affairs. I hope you can mediate between them. You don't want to see our family fall apart, do you?"
Tang Yu's words placed the responsibility squarely on Tang Xiaomin.
He was completely focused on his work, neglecting everything else, and assumed she was the troublemaker.
It was pathetic to be a person like him.
Tang Xiaomin refused to take the blame.
"Tang Yu, if a woman suddenly hates a man to the bone, do you really think Zhang Meiyu is solely because of me?"
If that were the case, then Tang Yu was too naive.
Upon hearing this, Tang Yu frowned.
"Xiaomin, what exactly do you know?"
"If you want to know, investigate it yourself. You work with Tang Zhongcheng in the company every day, so it shouldn't be difficult for you."
Although she said this, Tang Yu hesitated somewhat about investigating his own father.
...
Sister Xue's recent days were truly unbearable.
Not only were her cellmates targeting her openly and implicitly, but they also took advantage of the deep night to beat her.
The cellmates, without asking for any reason, beat her.
At this moment, Sister Xue's hair was dishevelled, her clothes torn.
She was covered in bruises, her lips bruised, her face swollen, wishing she were dead.
She curled up in a corner, trembling.
Only after everyone had had their fill of beating and gone to sleep did she dare to get up quietly.
Fearing that she might wake them and be beaten again.
Sister Xue truly couldn't endure another day of this life.
Tang Zhongcheng had promised to find a way to get her out, but so much time had passed, and he still hadn't come.
As time went by, Sister Xue gradually realized that she had been deceived by Tang Zhongcheng.
"Tang Zhongcheng! I hate you!"
"If I can't have a good life, I will definitely not let you have a good life either."
Under the cover of night, Sister Xue quietly woke up a female inmate who was about to be released.
A middle-aged woman in her forties, slightly plump, named Zhao E. Sudan Fiction Network.
Zhao E was also in prison for theft, very greedy and cunning.
"Zhao E, I have a quick way to make money. I can ensure you get a large sum of money as soon as you get out."
Zhao E was woken up and extremely impatient.
"What way? Speak quickly if you have something to say, and fart quickly if you have to."
"You know Tang Corporation, right? Tang Corporation's president, Tang Zhongcheng, is my lover. I was framed by his wife, Zhang Meiyu, and sent to prison."
"I have a daughter with Tang Zhongcheng, it's true. After you get out, find Tang Zhongcheng and threaten him. If he doesn't give you money, tell his wife. He'll definitely give you money; he's most afraid of his wife."
"Just say that Li Xue told you, and he'll obediently give you money."
Hearing this, Zhao E's eyes lit up.
"What you're saying, is it true?"
Sister Xue nodded vigorously, her expression excited.
"Everything I'm saying is true. I also know that you all beat me every day, and it must be at the instigation of Tang Zhongcheng's wife, Zhang Meiyu."
"I was the housekeeper at the Tang family for over ten years, and with the money Tang Zhongcheng gave me, I had several million. Later, Zhang Meiyu found out, and that's why she framed me and sent me to jail."
"I was afraid she would harm my daughter, so I didn't dare to reveal this matter. But now I really can't stand this kind of life anymore."
"Zhao E, please help me. As long as you threaten Tang Zhongcheng, he will not only give you money, but he will also find a way to get me out. This is a win-win situation for both of us. He'll give you hundreds of thousands without batting an eye, really."
Zhao E's eyes lit up.
Although Li Xue was also in her forties, she was well-maintained when she first entered, looking like she was in her thirties. This indicated how comfortable her life was before she came in.
However, a wealthy and powerful family; whether she could even see Tang Zhongcheng was another matter.
"What if he doesn't see me? What if he doesn't believe me? Also, where is your daughter?"
Tang Yiyi was Sister Xue's last trump card, and she wouldn't be foolish enough to tell Zhao E.
"I have Tang Zhongcheng's private number. You can call him. He's afraid of his wife, so he'll definitely pay money to resolve the matter. Then..."
Sister Xue reached some kind of agreement with Zhao E.
After Zhao E was released from prison, being poor and destitute, she called Tang Zhongcheng as Sister Xue had instructed.
"President Tang, Li Xue sent me to find you."
Upon hearing the name Li Xue on the other end of the phone, Tang Zhongcheng's scalp tingled instantly, and he became flustered.
Just as he was about to hang up, the other side threatened again.
"President Tang, Li Xue said she had a daughter with you. If you don't want me to tell your wife, let's meet."
Tang Zhongcheng's head buzzed.
"What exactly do you want?"
Zhao E gave Zhang Meiyu's number over the phone. "1782329... This is your wife's number, right? Either you come to see me now, or I'll immediately call your wife and tell her that Li Xue had a daughter with you."
"I'll be waiting for you at the coffee shop opposite Tang's. I'll give you only ten minutes, and also, prepare fifty thousand yuan for me."
*Click!*
After speaking, Zhao E hung up the phone, firmly holding the initiative in her hands.