As soon as she got home, she kicked off her shoes, threw away her schoolbag, and lay down directly on the bed without taking off her clothes.
After enduring such great humiliation and with such a heavy heart, Wu Yihan thought that she could finally shed tears after leaving the crowd, but unexpectedly she fell asleep in a trance.
In his sleep, Wu Yihan had been chasing a graceful young woman. The woman did not look away and kept walking, completely ignoring Wu Yihan's shouts and attempts to stay behind.
"Mom, mom..." Wu Yihan finally called out and suddenly woke up.
"Hanhan, Hanhan, come out for dinner."
There was a gentle knock on the door, it was Wu's father calling her.
"Stop knocking, I don't want to eat." Wu Yihan wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and responded indifferently.
Father Wu outside the door still maintained a good mood, opened the door gently, bent down and stood in front of his daughter's bed, and said with a sense of humor:
"Little Master, wake up!"
Then he turned around and shouted:
"My little master is awake, please come quickly!"
"Be more reserved, Barrister Wu!" Wu Yihan still had a sullen face, closed her eyes and ignored her father. She just felt that as a barrister, his father, who was used to seeing all kinds of things in the world, seemed to be particularly excited today.
Another person stood in front of Wu Yihan's bed. Wu Yihan thought it was the aunt who cooked and did hygiene at home.
It's just that my aunt didn't smell such a high-end perfume. Wu Yihan was confused and opened her eyes.
Maybe she can be considered an aunt, the kind who wants to invade the house.
Wu Yihan sat up and shouted angrily at his father:
"Why did you bring her home again? I've said it before, it's me without her, she without me. Tell her to get out, get out now!"
Wu's father lowered his face and scolded:
"Hanhan, why are you talking? Your Aunt Wang will live in our house from now on. We have received our marriage certificate today."
Wu Yihan was speechless. The charming woman who was a few years older than him was looking at him with a smile. There was disdain, pride, provocation, and pretended tenderness in her eyes.
"Hanhan, from today on, we are a family. If you have any difficulties in study, life, or in the future, I can help you."
The young and beautiful Wang Yao whispered to her stepdaughter. She leaned on her husband like a little bird, just like leaning on a towering tree.
"Bah!" Wu Yihan lifted the quilt and stood under the bed.
"It's just you? You went to a pheasant university and failed to graduate normally. During your internship, you quickly found an older man to marry. How can you still help me in my study and life? Are you here to make fun of me?
?”
"Hanhan, don't go too far! Your Aunt Wang didn't graduate because of me. She sincerely wants to get along with you happily, and she often takes the initiative to help you clean your room..."
Father Wu frowned and endured. If it wasn't his biological son, he would have been slapped long ago.
"Help me clean up?" Wu Yihan sneered again,
"I just want to see how many clothes and jewelry I have, and I want to clean up a little while. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed it. In my dad's heart, you are pure and untainted, indifferent to fame and wealth, fresh and refined.
Behind my dad's back, I secretly opened my jewelry cabinet and put them on myself one by one. Sister Wang, your expression at that time perfectly explained what envy, jealousy and hatred are. Your complex expression was like falling into a rice vat.
, and it’s like falling into a jealous trap. You are happy for my dad’s strong financial resources, but also jealous that these financial resources are not spent on you. Why, have all the jewelry I own been matched by my dad for you now?
?I’m afraid I’m going to envy you next time, right?”
"Hanhan, I accidentally knocked over your jewelry box that day. When you came in, I was picking it up..."
Wang Yao tried hard to defend herself, with a helpless tone and tears in her eyes.