Chapter 89 The Little Spoiled One is Craving
Ye Yage's heart was filled with a renewed sense of appreciation for her uncle. He always stood behind them, quietly caring for everyone.
"Alright, thank you, Uncle, for worrying about our family."
"What are you being polite about? I'm the eldest brother, it's only right that I look after the younger ones."
Seated downstairs from Ye Huailin's home was a middle-aged woman with a sinister expression, her eyes occasionally darting up towards the building.
"Mom, if you keep glaring like that, your eyeballs are going to pop out."
Wang Chengmei shot a look at her younger daughter, who always seemed to undermine her.
"You just can't let things go. You know Dad dotes on Ye Yage, and yet you still want to provoke trouble. What's the point?"
"Why? We have daughters too, don't we? Two of them."
Ye Yunge rolled her eyes. Her father wasn't a man who doted on his daughters. His exceptional treatment of Ye Yage must have a hidden motive. This household felt suffocating. Her father's heart wasn't in this home; he only thought about gaining power. Her mother's heart was solely focused on her father, and everyone else had to come second.
The people in this family were the most disconnected, even more so than her uncle's family. That's why she envied Ye Yage; at least her family genuinely cared for her.
When Ye Yage came downstairs, she was once again met with her aunt's glare. She couldn't understand why her aunt looked at her as if she wanted to kill her every time they met.
"Aunt, I'm leaving now."
The two downstairs watched as the person who seemed like a little mouse scurried away, each with their own thoughts.
"Look, look, she has no manners. Every time she comes, it's like she's begging for handouts. Your uncle's family is much better off than ours. All three of them have good salaries, yet they raise their daughter to beg all the time."
Ye Yunge rolled her eyes. That was if her father was willing to give. However, her father did indeed prefer Ye Yage. Her mother disliked her aunt from head to toe, simply because her maternal family was wealthier than hers. The fire of jealousy never extinguished. Su Dan Fiction Network.
"Alright, I'm going out to meet friends. You can stay home and fume."
"You ungrateful wretch, going out to play? Spending money recklessly every day."
"What? Do you expect to subsidize my pocket money?"
"Pah! I won't give you a cent. Get lost."
Ye Yunge hurried away from the suffocating home. As she walked on the street, she didn't know where her own destiny lay. As children of the Ye family, they had no right to choose their own lives, not even the chance to resist.
Ye Shenggo sat for the entire morning without receiving any information. As noon approached, she found herself salivating at the aroma of food from nearby. It seemed that since arriving here, she hadn't eaten meat in large portions. She had never before desired to eat large amounts of meat; now, just the thought made her mouth water. It seemed the original owner's body was severely lacking in nutrition.
How could the little spoiled one, who had never suffered hardship, endure this? She patted her behind and rushed towards the state-run restaurant, neglecting even to monitor Wan Qiong.
The moment Ye Shenggo entered the state-run restaurant, she saw it was packed. It was lunchtime, so people who could afford it would come for a hearty meal.
She couldn't squeeze in and had no choice but to queue up obediently at the back, hoping that if she reached the front, there would still be meat dishes available.
Han Yuyan had spotted Ye Shenggo as soon as she entered. Her white shirt and black pants, with a high ponytail, made her stand out in the crowd. It wasn't that the girl's attire was particularly special, but rather her young face, tinged with a hint of coquettish charm, presented a conflicting sense of contradiction. As this face matured, it would undoubtedly be considered stunning, and it always gave Han Yuyan a sense of familiarity.