I Became the Eye Candy: Four Bigshots Claimed to be My Dad? Chapter 77: The Old Madam Threatens with Death

"Whenever Second Brother’s wife starts her drama, the Old Madam cos to raise hell with our General. I wonder when it’ll ever end." Hua Qiao yawned. "Sigh, I’m not getting involved. If I watch, my hands will start itching to slap soone." She moved away.

"I’m not going either. I can’t stand the sight of the Old Madam’s face. I’m heading back to the courtyard to make a celebratory feast for Pangtuan with the girls." Shaoyao couldn’t be bothered to watch either.

"Wait for , I’m coming too," Peony said, hurrying to catch up.

Aunt Liu wanted to leave too, but as the official wife, she knew the Old Madam would berate her again if she wasn’t present.

Ye Qianning was speechless. ’I’ve seen favoritism before, but never this blatant. My poor father...’

Inside the main hall, the Old Madam sat in the seat of honor, flanked by two maids. The scene looked like a formal interrogation.

"Mother," Xiang Minghou said as he entered the hall.

The Old Madam remained silent, her gaze somber as she let out a heavy sigh.

"Mother, if there’s nothing else, I’ll take my leave." Xiang Minghou didn’t want to argue and turned to go.

CRASH!

A cup smashed on the floor right at Xiang Minghou’s feet.

The ceramic cup instantly shattered, sending fragnts flying in all directions.

Xiang Minghou imdiately shielded Ye Qianning with his sleeve. The ceramic fragnts struck the fabric before falling to the floor.

"Ah...!" Aunt Liu couldn’t dodge in ti. A shard grazed her hand, instantly drawing blood.

"Aunt Liu, your hand is bleeding!"

A chill went through Ye Qianning. ’If Dad hadn’t shielded , those shards would have almost certainly hit my face. The Old Madam has zero regard for anyone else. How vicious.’

Aunt Liu quickly hid her hand behind her back. "I’m fine, I’m fine."

Xiang Minghou’s eyes darkened, a hint of anger on his face. He turned back. "Mother, what is the aning of this?"

"What is the aning of this? Did you take her to Lou Mountain Academy?" the Old Madam demanded, rising to her feet.

"Yes."

"Si Yan and Zhenzhu are your own nephew and niece! How can you be so heartless as to ignore them? Second Brother’s wife tried to hang herself over this!" Each of the Old Madam’s words was heavy and forceful.

"If they don’t have the talent, they shouldn’t aim so high. If threatening to hang oneself could guarantee a child’s future, you probably wouldn’t see a single old person left on the streets."

"You just can’t stand to see Second Brother prosper! You can’t stand that he has a son! As the eldest, you can’t be so petty! Si Yan is the future of the Xiang family, which ans he’s your future too! Ruin him, and you ruin the entire Xiang family!" The Old Madam’s every word was an accusation.

Xiang Minghou clenched his fists, his lips drawn into a tight line.

Ye Qianning felt sick listening to this. ’This is what happens when people’s loyalties are fickle.’

"Mother, there are many famous academies in Beili... Si Yan..."

"You, shut your mouth! Do you have any right to speak here?" the Old Madam cut in before Aunt Liu could finish.

Aunt Liu sniffled, dabbing at her tears with a handkerchief.

"There’s nothing more to be said on this matter. If they want to hang themselves, let them. If they die, have the bodies dragged out." Xiang Minghou’s heart grew cold.

"You... For a bastard, you’d forsake your own nephew!" the Old Madam’s voice was shrill.

Xiang Minghou’s eyes constricted. "She is my daughter."

"So bastard who appeared out of nowhere! Xiang Minghou, don’t you forget that Si Yan is the future of the Xiang family!"

"Mother, I will say it one more ti: she is my daughter. If you continue to run your mouth like this, I don’t care if you’re my mother—I won’t stand for it." Xiang Minghou was genuinely furious.

"What? Are you going to kill , your own mother, for a bastard?" the Old Madam said, fumbling for sothing in her sleeve. "Fine, then! My life is yours to take today!"

With that, the Old Madam pressed a pair of gleaming scissors to her own throat.