Lingxi laughed angrily, her eyes red as she smiled.
She looked at the middle-aged man coldly, and then at Ye Qianshan who was silent at the side. She clasped her hands and said, "Do you have the guts to do something scandalous that is outraged by both men and gods, and don't have the guts to let outsiders know?"
"How did my mother die?"
"Rushed to death by the old beast."
"You can pretend that nothing happened. I'm sorry, but I can't do that."
"As soon as I close my eyes, I can see my mother's despair before she died, her shame and anger, and her sorrow."
"She was lying on the ground, vomiting blood from her mouth, and looking at me who was hiding in the corner behind the door with nostalgia."
"She wanted to talk to me, and she wanted to reach out to me once."
"She can't..."
Lingxi said with tears in her eyes: "My mother will never forgive that old beast, let alone you."
"Especially you..." Lingxi pointed at the middle-aged man and said, "Ye Zhenxing, as a husband, you are no different from an animal."
"Snapped."
The middle-aged man waved his right hand, stepped forward and slapped Lingxi hard.
"Beast." The middle-aged man named Ye Zhenxing said angrily, with a ferocious face: "No matter what you say, I am your father. Whether you admit it or not, this is a fact."
"Don't think that I can't do anything to you after becoming a disciple of Kunlun."
"Kunlun has nothing to do with the Ye family's affairs, the family affairs between you and me, and even that old bastard doesn't dare to."
Ye Zhenxing said in a fierce voice: "Those who achieve great things don't stick to trivial matters. The key to the Ye family being able to be where it is today and to be able to establish itself in Zhongzhou is your grandfather's dedication. Not a yellow-haired girl like you can understand."
"If you don't want to go back to Ye's house, fine, I'll make it happen."
"But remember one thing, you can't touch the Ye family's luck."
"If you want to avenge your mother and ruin the Ye family's luck, don't blame me for not caring about the relationship between father and daughter."
Ye Zhenxing rolled up his sleeves and turned around. When he reached the door, he stopped and said, "I won't care about the first time, but I don't want it to happen a second time."
"The Kunlun lineage is indeed powerful, but my Ye family is not without experts."
"The Ye family is not the Chen family, and I am not that idiot Chen Xuanjun who can let you succeed in secret."
After saying that, Ye Zhenxing disappeared from my sight.
Ye Qianshan moved his mouth and said as if unintentionally: "Grandpa asked the Buddhist elders to protect the Ye family's luck."
"Besides, Xuanmen's head disciple is also in the Ye family."
"What you did today was almost successful."
Ye Qianshan pushed the wheelchair and said: "I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry. Grandpa is more difficult to deal with than you think."
"Why are you telling me so many inside stories?" Lingxi said harshly: "What? Are you planning to betray the Ye family like me?"
Ye Qianshan glanced at the villa door and wanted to reach out and touch Lingxi's red and swollen cheeks.
But when his hand was halfway out, he consciously put it down and said softly: "Don't be impulsive in the future, and protect yourself."
"Today is Mom's birthday. You chose to attack the Ye family today because you want to comfort Mom's spirit in heaven."
"Xixi, I know everything you do."
Ye Qianshan said in a dazed voice: "Wait a little longer, it's almost over."
"It's really fast."
He turned his wheelchair and left slowly.
The tattooed woman followed closely behind, tears seemed to be falling from her eyes.
Lingxi sat quietly on the sofa, and she didn't move from beginning to end.
Until the sound of cars outside the door became farther and farther away, she retracted her legs, squatted on the sofa and muttered to herself.
"Mom, I'm sorry, Xixi couldn't do it."
"Xixi is pretty useless, isn't she?"
"Mom, I miss you."
"Ugh, I'm really useless."
She buried her head between her knees and sobbed softly.