Until the last resort, she truly didn’t want it to co to this.
Now, as things stood, she realized she was ultimately diocre; she couldn’t resolve matters through any open and aboveboard ans—this environnt simply wouldn’t allow for it.
She suffered from insomnia the entire night.
When she got up in the middle of the night for water, she saw a lot of her hair on the pillow, ssily tangled.
Her mobile phone lay at her bedside, switched on twenty-four hours a day, but that familiar notification never sounded again—not once.
Over ti, she no longer harbored much expectation, not even feeling heartbroken anymore.
Her sole focus was on figuring out how to deal with Yang Wei and his ilk. In a daze, it felt as if she had returned to her past: a con woman, scheming and maneuvering among various n day after day, a battle of wits and courage.
Indeed, aside from death itself, nothing else is truly a major ordeal, she reminded herself. In this world, apart from yourself, no one is obligated to protect you for a lifeti.
Everyone’s greatest reliance can only be on themselves!
「The Huang Family ho was humming with unprecedented activity.」
Xiaojue’s mother’s mahjong friends were all gathered.
As the factory’s forr belle, Xiaojue’s mother’s old friends had, due to the factory’s bankruptcy and their impoverished lives, long since beco wrinkled and gray-haired. In contrast, Xiaojue’s mother, always well-maintained, stood out, and she gradually no longer fit in with them during their gas. Fortunately, her son had brought her prestige. Suddenly, her ho was filled with guests, and the caliber of her female visitors had significantly improved. They were all respectable individuals, admired and respected by ordinary people.
They all flattered Xiaojue’s mother.
Today, Xiaojue’s mother was on a lucky streak and in high spirits. Right when she was enjoying herself, she received a call from her son, "Mom, head over to Auntie’s house right away..."
"Son, you’re back? Why not co straight ho? What are you doing at Auntie’s house?"
"Sothing’s co up. Mom, you and Dad co over quickly."
Before she could answer, Huang Xiaojue had already hung up.
A sense of unease prickled Xiaojue’s mother. She imdiately broke up the mahjong ga. When she went downstairs, Old Huang’s car was already waiting; he had evidently received their son’s call too.
"Old man, any idea why our son went to my sister’s house?"
Old Huang felt a slight unease. Ever since the fight, Huang Xiaojue hadn’t set foot in his aunt’s house. Today, having just returned from a business trip, he’d gone straight to his aunt’s place? What was he up to?
「anwhile, Yang Wei had just arrived ho.」
He was humming a little tune, yet he felt agitated. Just as he reached his doorstep, he saw the door was ajar and the house full of people: his mother, his wife, and Huang Xiaojue.
An instinctive sense of dread washed over him. Bracing himself, he called out, "Cousin..."
Before the word "cousin" fully left his lips, Huang Xiaojue lunged at him.
Fists rained down on Yang Wei like a torrential storm.
Caught completely off guard, Yang Wei could only curl up, desperately trying to protect his head as he wailed.
Yang Wei’s mother and his wife were stunned. Xiaojue’s mother and Old Huang, who had just arrived, were also shocked.
"Xiaojue..."
"Son, stop it! Let go of him!"
"Stop fighting! Stop!"
Everyone scrambled to pull Huang Xiaojue and Yang Wei apart. Yang Wei collapsed to the floor, howling. Auntie was also sobbing loudly, "Xiaojue, are you insane? What right do you have to hit your cousin? What right?"
Xiaojue’s mother was also very displeased, "Xiaojue, have you lost your mind? Why would you attack your cousin the mont you got back?"
Huang Xiaojue flung his mother’s hand away. "I just didn’t hit him soon enough! That’s why all of you dared to throw your weight around using my na..."
All of you—not just him!
But the others were too stunned to discern the distinction he was making.
Auntie yelled, "What did my son do? He’s been going to work diligently, trying so hard to improve himself. He never looks for trouble! Huang Xiaojue, even if we’ve benefited from your connections, you have no right to beat him like this!"
Huang Xiaojue sneered, "Why don’t you ask Yang Wei? Ask him exactly what he’s done!"
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