Ye Ying didnât have a lot of memories of her grandparents. She had only seen them a few times. If her mother hadnât mentioned them, she wouldâve already forgotten about their existence.
âHow am I able to provoke them? Theyâre enjoying their lives with Aunty and her family. They only see her son as their grandson. What am I? Provoke them? Hey, I still want to live.â Ye Ying thought of an incident which had happened a few years before. The memory of it gave her chills.
Back then, she was still bullying Ye Jian, but compared to Aunty and her family⦠They were several times more terrible!
Particularly Auntyâs husband â his face was fierce and evil â like punishing an enemy â as he kicked Ye Jian away with just one foot.
But no one dared to step forward to stop him. Her grandparents even said, âEvil witch, money-losing girl, youâre better off dead!â
After that chilly feeling, Ye Ying grabbed Sun Dongqingâs hand and whispered, âMom, we donât want to provoke Aunty and her family! Whatever happens, itâs best to keep Ye Jian out!â
âDo you think I donât know that? I know what to do.â Sun Dongqing looked at her daughter proudly. Her daughter was the epitome of her parentsâ love, and what she said was exactly right. âIf she really comes and asks us for living expenses, Iâll just tell her that all the money has been given to your grandparents. She can give them a call herself.â
âWith the kind of hatred your grandparents, Aunty, and her family have for Ye Jian, I believe theyâll come back to kill her.â
Listening to this, Ye Ying was slightly confused. Frowning, she asked, âHate? Why do Aunty and her family hate Ye Jian? I still remember that during the fifth grade of elementary school, Ye Jian was almost killed by Auntyâs husband. Also, how did Auntyâs husband become blind in his right eye? How come I never heard you mention it to Dad?â
Having heard that, a trace of panic flashed across Sun Dongqingâs face. She concealed her panic by playing with her hair as she replied, âHey, youâre just a child. Why do you bother with othersâ business? Just remember, donât mess with Aunty and her family. Let those two old people enjoy themselves so that both of us can live happily.â
Ye Ying still had a little thought: It seems that things arenât that simple.
Aunty and her family hadnât returned for several years. When Ye Ying became a fifth grader, they returned ⦠If she recalled correctly, they entered the house in the middle of the night. And after New Yearâs Eve, they were gone on New Yearâs Day.
She was still young at that time, so she didnât think much about it. However, thinking about it now, it was indeed abnormal.
There were still two more days before school started. That night, Ye Zifan drove his small car back to Shui Kou villageâ¦
He had returned to pick up his daughter, Ye Ying so that he could personally bring his daughter to First Provincial High the next morning.
That night, Ye Zifan had a serious discussion with his daughter. His words were along the lines of keeping a low profile in First Provincial High and not acting like a mistress who didnât care about others.
He had inquired about Provincial High. The sons and daughters of the provincial leaders were all studying there. He was just a small town mayor. If anything happened, one couldnât expect him to come forward to say a few words.
Ye Ying wasnât scared, but Sun Dongqing was.
She stuttered, âHow about we donât let Ying Ying study there? What if a group of bullies decides to bully her? How can we stand up for Ying Ying?â At this moment, Sun Dongqing realized that it wasnât a good thing to study in the province after all.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
âMom, donât stand up for me rashly. I know how to interact with them.â Ye Ying pursed her lips in unhappiness, before requesting to Ye Zifan, âDad, tell me everything you know, especially who the daughters and sons of provincial leaders are. I want to know about them as much as I can.â