Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Madam Ye screamed and even pushed Ye Linlang fiercely, as if Ye Linlang was some dirty thing!
âDonât call me mom, and donât call me mother. I donât have a daughter like you!â
Ye Haifeng was also stunned on the spot.
He seemed to be a little surprised by Madam Yeâs attitude.
âCough, thereâs no need, Linlang is still our daughter no matter what...â
Ye Linlang didnât expect Madam Ye to have such a big reaction!
She had just called her mommy, and the anxiety and anticipation in her heart were indescribable. At this moment, they were all extinguished!
It was clearly autumn and it was already evening, but the heat hadnât completely dissipated.
Ye Linlang was directly splashed with a bucket of cold water. It was bone-chilling!
She just wanted a mother. Was that wrong?
Ye Siyao could openly hug her mother and act coquettishly.
But why was it that she didnât even have the right to call her mother?
...
Ye Linlang bit the corner of her lips and tried her best not to cry.
But tears betrayed her will.
The bitter liquid kept swirling in the sixteen-year-old girlâs eyes. Her heart was in so much pain that it felt like someone had stabbed it.
Endless grievance assaulted her. Ye Linlangâs legs went weak and she almost couldnât stand!
...
Madam Ye glared fiercely at Ye Linlang and then said angrily to Ye Haifeng.
âHaifeng, have you forgotten how Xiao Bao died? The doctor said that if Xiao Bao had come out first, Xiao Bao wouldnât have died! She must have killed Xiao Bao!â
This Xiao Bao was naturally Ye Linlangâs younger brother. At that time, Madam Ye had a hard time giving birth, so she was lucky enough to have a child.
At that time, Madam Ye only wanted a boy, and the Ye family had high hopes for this boy. Who would have thought that he would die before he was born!
Thatâs right, Madam Ye didnât like Ye Linlang.
As long as she saw her, Madam Ye would remember her own son who died young, and the days when she was looked down upon in the Ye family because she didnât give birth to a son.
When Ye Haifeng heard âXiao Bao,â he instantly fell silent.
After all, the Ye familyâs preference for sons over daughters was very serious. Although he liked Ye Siyao very much later on, he still didnât have a son, which made Ye Haifeng a little upset.
The third generation of the Ye family relied on males to carry on the bloodline, but Ye Haifengâs generation ended up losing his bloodline. Wasnât it infuriating?!
But after more than ten years, Ye Haifeng had finally accepted his fate.
He looked at Madam Ye helplessly.
âIf you donât let Linlang call you mother, then what will you let her call you?â
âJust like those servants, call me madam.â
Madam Ye gave the order very firmly.
Ye Linlangâs face was so pale that tears almost burst out of her eyes!
So...
In her motherâs heart, her status was about the same as a servantâs.
Ye Linlang stared blankly at Madam Ye, Ye Haifeng, and her sister Ye Siyao, who had always been arrogant. Suddenly, she felt her heart turn cold.
When she was in the small desolate village, she had always fantasized about her parents coming to pick her up. She had always fantasized about being like other children, being doted on by her parents.
Now that she had come to the Ye family, Ye Linlang finally knew.
Sometimes, even if she was under the same roof as her parents, it might not necessarily represent joy and happiness.
In front of these three direct relatives, she was actually like an outsider.
No, she was even worse than an outsider.
In Madam Yeâs eyes, she was just like a servant.
Her heart was beating so fast, and she felt a throbbing pain.
...
Madam Ye glanced at Ye Linlang with disdain, and a cold voice came from her lips.
âWhat? You donât want to call me madam?â
Ye Linlangâs hands and feet felt cold.
She pinched her palms hard to barely stabilize her emotions.
âMadam... Hello madam.â
When the sixteen-year-old girl said this, her eyes were red and she looked so helpless and desolate.
Madam Ye saw Ye Linlangâs weak and incompetent look and felt both pleased and disdainful. She nodded coldly and then took Ye Siyao far away.
âSiyao, letâs go.â
Ye Siyao nodded proudly. She was very satisfied with her motherâs attitude.
She had always been the daughter of a wealthy family who was held high in the palm of others. At the same time, she was extremely selfish.
Before Old Madam Ye died, she kept saying that she wanted to bring that elder sister back from the countryside. Ye Siyao was so scared that her soul almost left her body.
She actually had an elder sister!
Bring her back for what!
To fight with her for the love of her parents, to fight with her for the vast assets of the Ye family?!
Thatâs right. Ye Siyao had long believed that everything in the Ye family belonged to her. She absolutely wouldnât allow any elder sister from the countryside to take a single cent!
Fortunately, Ye Siyao only knew that her elder sister was a jinx from the mouths of some old servants.
Ye Siyao probed Madam Ye in a roundabout way to make sure that her mother didnât like this elder sister. Only then did she relax.
Ye Siyao was the happiest to see this kind of humiliating scene for Ye Linlang!
This was great. It seemed that even if Ye Linlang returned to the Ye family, she wouldnât be able to shake her position in the Ye family!
...
After Ye Siyao and Madam Ye left, Ye Linlang didnât know how to leave the courtyard.
She only knew that she was muddle-headed at that time. Her father, Ye Haifeng, asked her a few questions and then sent a servant to take her away.
The woman called Aunt Liu brought Ye Linlang to the third floor of the villa and stopped in front of a bedroom where there was almost no sunlight.
âYe Linlang, you will live here from now on.â
Without waiting for her to say anything, Aunt Liu impatiently threw her the key and then left.
Ye Linlang looked at the key in her hand and couldnât help but sigh.
The place was so unwelcoming, should she really have come back?
Ye Linlang only knew now that it turned out that even if you were connected by blood, there might not be so-called kinship.
Ye Linlang opened the bedroom door and was surprised to find that although the room did not have much sunlight, the decorations were actually not bad.
Although the bedroom was small, it was very warm. The walls were pasted with light pink wallpaper. The double bed in the bedroom looked very soft. There was even a pot of Guanyin lotus on the windowsill. It had a very homey atmosphere.
In fact, this bedroom was already the most dilapidated room in the Ye family.
But to Ye Linlang, this place was much better than the house she stayed in while living in the small desolate village, which would leak even on a rainy day.
Ye Linlang sat by the window wordlessly. She silently took out the jade Buddha from her pocket.
A teardrop fell silently.
âGranny, I miss you so much.â
No matter how magnificent the place was, in Ye Linlangâs eyes, it was not as good as the little house withGranny.
However, Granny was no longer there.
...
Just as Ye Linlang was crying at the inferior jade Buddha, the door to the room was suddenly opened!
Ye Linlang was startled and hurriedly kept away the jade Buddha.
Who would come looking for her?!