Chapter 89: Humiliation
Morning, the Heir
Translator: Storm in a Teacup
Jiang Hui always thought that even if Lin Yaoguo didnât love her now, he still respected her. After all, she had worked hard for this family for so many years.
However today, after hearing what Lin Yaoguo said, she knew that he had never respected her from the bottom of his heart.
Mrs. Wang couldnât suppress her smile and asked gloatingly, âDose Mrs. Lin know the man in the video? You also feel familiar, right? It doesnât matter if you canât recognize it for the moment. I will send you the video later and you can watch it slowly. Then you might remember it.â
At this time, another lady said, âYeah, when recognize him, donât forget to tell us.â
Jiang Hui looked very sullen. She glanced at the three women in front of her and sneered, âNo need to smug about yourself here. All of you are aging and your husbands will find other women. Which man doesnât like charming young girls? You will have that day sooner or later. I will wait and see!!â
After finishing these words, Jiang Hui left directly.
Mrs. Wangâs shouting came behind her, âThatâs better than you, bitch! Bah! Who do you think you are!â
Jiang Hui knew that she was born in a poor family and had been a dancing girl. Even if she had married into the Lin family, everyone looked down on her.
But the more they looked down on her, the more she wanted to squeeze into the upper class to show them her pride.
In the past years, she had swallowed her ego and endured humiliation, trying to leave a good impression on outsiders, but unexpectedly it was Lin Yaoguo that destroyed her pride.
Jiang Huiâs mobile phone rang, and she opened it. Mrs. Lin indeed sent her the video, which annoyed her and made her immediately want to smash the phone.
Thinking of the way they were just gloating just now, she knew that they would laugh at her for a long time.
When Jiang Hui returned to Linâs house, Lin Xinâer had already came back, so she burst out crying and flew to Lin Xinâer.
But Butler Li slightly moved and directly stopped her, âYou havenât changed your clothes. Donât bring germs to the young lady.â
Yes, Lin Xinâer was too weak. Every time Jiang Hui went out, she had to change her clothes before getting closer to Lin Xinâer.
If it was usual time, Jiang Hui could endure this. But now she had suffered such humiliation outside, even with tears on her face, she couldnât bear it anymore.
With so many people in this family, no one came to ask her what had happened.
Jiang Hui thought about Mrs. Wangâs mocking eyes, and her voice suddenly sharpened, âWho are you? How dare you stop me? You have stayed in this house for a few years, but this doesnât make you someone with prestige. I am the hostess. Get out of my way!â
Butler Li was not annoyed, just looking at her mockingly and corrected her coldly, âThere is only one hostess in this family, which is Mrs. Lin who has passed away.â
Jiang Huiâs face froze and she suddenly felt embarrassed.
Yes, when she married into this family, Mrs. Li had told her that her dead daughter was the only hostess in this family.
Even if Jiang Hui had married into the Lin family and became Mrs. Lin, she couldnât take the place of her daughter.
At that time, Jiang Hui didnât care what they said. Anyway, a dead person didnât matter. She was Mrs. Lin to outsiders.
But She didnât expect that Butler Li used these words to provoke her today.
âYou, you are crossing the line!â Jiang Hui stammered out âyouâ for a long time, but nobody in this family helped her and she couldnât say anything else.
Lin Xinâer had been sitting on the sofa leisurely reading a magazine, listening to Butler Liâs arguing with Jiang Hui, and did nothing. When they finished, she inquired casually, âAuntie, whatâs the matter?â
Jiang Hui heard Lin Xinâerâs voice as if she found the lifesaver and stared at Butler Li sternly, âAre you deaf? Donât you hear Xinâer is calling me? Get lost!â
Butler Li indifferently looked at her, and then stepped aside when instructed by Lin Xinâer.
Jiang Hui stared at him with anger and ran to Lin Xinâer, crying, âXinâer, what do you think of me in these years, for you and for this family?â
Lin Xinâer smiled and said nothing, gently looking at her.
Jiang Hui burst into tears, âI have worked hard for this family for so many years, but your dad, he has an affair with another woman and he insulted me in front of her. He said that I was an old woman. This made me thoroughly be ridiculed by Mrs. Wang when I got out. You must help me. Your father has gone too far. â
While talking, Jiang Hui took out her mobile phone and showed Lin Xinâer the video.
Lin Xinâer watched it lightly and said, âThose women who had affairs with dad have never made trouble for you in recent years. This should be intentionally planed. Donât mind about it.â
Jiang Hui was unhappy to hear her casual comfort, âBut I have seen it now. Mrs. Wang sent me the video to make a fool of me. She has a big mouth, and what she has known must spread throughout the circle of dignified ladies in the whole city not until tomorrow. How can I go out and mingle with others in the future?â
Jiang Hui wiped her tears and said, âWhatâs more, your dad shouldnât have insulted me. Anyway, I have served him for so many years.â
Lin Xinâer looked at her with mercy, âYou know my dad well. He wonât listen to me. Besides, Iâm his daughter and it is not appropriate for me to interfere in his personal affairs.â
Lin Xinâer said lightly, and suddenly coughed twice, âAuntie, Iâm tired. I want to go upstairs and have a rest first. Just take it easy and donât think too much.â
Jiang Hui was sitting still on the sofa, watching Lin Xinâer going upstairs.
As soon as Lin Xinâer left, the servants downstairs immediately dispersed and did their own chores, leaving Jiang Hui siting alone with even no one pouring a glass of water for her.
Jiang Hui was suddenly in a loss.
She didnât expect that Lin Xinâer hadnât helped her.
They were in a good relationship and Lin Xinâer had always regarded her as her mother, hadnât she?
She had suffered such a humiliation, but Lin Xinâer even underplayed it.
At dinner, Lin Yaoguo suddenly came back.
As soon as she saw him, Jiang Hui remembered the humiliation she had suffered in front of Mrs. Wang. Her face became cold and she didnât rush up to greet him as before.
However, Lin Yaoguo came directly to her, without saying a word, raising his hand, and slapped her!
His strength was so strong that Jiang Hui stumbled and hit the dining table. The hot soup just prepared was overturned and poured on the back of her hands.
Jiang Hui screamed in pain.
âShut up!â Lin Yaoguo hissed, âCanât you do anything right?!
Jiang Hui screamed with shock, âYou hit me? What have I done wrong? How dare you hit me?â