Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Meng Yao walked straight to the sofa and sat down. He crossed his arms and sneered, “This is my room!”
Meng Jiao knew that she was here to pick a fight, so she did not stand on ceremony. She said, “But this is my room now!”
Meng Yao glared at Meng Jiao, wishing she could bite her.
After some thought, Meng Yao retracted her gaze and pointed at the light pink curtains. She said, “You know what? These curtains were custom-made and ordered from France by Mother. She had tried many kinds of gauze, but they could not achieve this effect. Whether it was under the sun or the light, they could make the room look pink. It made my mood better as soon as I saw them.”
Meng Jiao was about to say something when she saw a figure at the half-closed door from the corner of her eye. She said calmly, “Then do you feel better now that you see this pink, Yao?”
Meng Yao could not help but feel angry and said angrily, “Do you think I’ll be in a good mood? It’s clearly mine! Even this room is mine! But I have to give it to you for no reason! Do you think I’ll be in a good mood?”
Meng Jiao took a step back as if she was guilty and did not dare to argue.
Seeing that Meng Jiao was finally not as sharp-tongued as she was when the adults were around, Meng Yao could not help but vent her anger. Her arrogance became even more arrogant. Meng Yao took a step forward and said fiercely, “Don’t think that you’re a real princess just because you’re staying in my room! So what if you are the true daughter? I’ll chase you out sooner or later!
“You don’t belong here! You should go back to that small mountain village and be a rat in the gutter! You don’t deserve to stay here! Look at how petty you are! How are you worthy of standing with us?
“I am the real princess of the Meng family! Only me! Do you understand? You don’t deserve the name Meng Jiao. You should be called Zhao Jiao!”
Meng Yao was so angry that she reached out and tapped Meng Jiao’s forehead. Meng Jiao retreated again and again until she fell onto the sofa. Seeing that Meng Yao was still burning with anger, she looked up and asked, “Yao, do you hate me?”
Meng Jiao’s voice was soft and timid.
“Of course! I hate you. I can’t wait to throw you out!” Meng Yao said naturally.
“Then, what do I have to do to change your mind and let me stay? I’ll listen to you, okay?” Meng Jiao asked timidly.
‘Of course not! Meng Yao didn’t care!’ Meng Jiao thought.
Meng Jiao’s sudden surrender made Meng Yao feel as if she had punched cotton. She could not exert any strength and said, “You…”
Meng Jiao looked at Meng Yao and said, “Yao, I don’t want to go back to the Zhao family. I don’t want to starve and be beaten. I want to be obedient and let everyone like me. So, don’t chase me away! Can you not throw me out?”
Meng Jiao cried as she spoke.
“Don’t pretend to be pitiful here!” Meng Yao shouted. She was really furious. She could not understand what Meng Jiao was up to.
“Jiao, Jiao, don’t cry, don’t cry!” A tall figure pushed open the door and entered. He pulled Meng Jiao into his arms, patted her back, and coaxed her softly.
“F-Father…” said Meng Yao. Her heart almost jumped out of her throat.
Meng Yao suddenly seemed to understand why Meng Jiao would suddenly give in to her. She thought, ‘Could it be that Meng Jiao already knew that Father was at the door? How much of our conversation did Father hear?’
Meng Yao’s face instantly turned pale.
“Father, I’ll be obedient. Please don’t chase me out? I won’t snatch Yao’s things. I’ll return the room to Yao. Father, I just want a small room to live in. Please don’t chase me out.” Meng Jiao cried and begged in Meng Tang’s arms.
“No, no! Silly child, you’re my daughter. No one can chase you out. This is your home! It will always be your home!” Meng Tang consoled Meng Jiao and turned to look at Meng Yao with a complicated expression.
Meng Yao’s knees gave way and she knelt on the ground. Tears fell like broken beads. She said, “Father, do you not want me anymore? Do you not want me because you have Jiao?”
Meng Yao walked forward on her knees and hugged Meng Tang’s arm. She cried, “Father, I’m so afraid. I’m so afraid that you don’t want me. I’m jealous of Jiao. I’m jealous that she can live in my room and even snatch my parents away. I’m so scared!”
Meng Yao bluntly revealed her true thoughts.
Meng Tang frowned. This made it difficult for him to reprimand Meng Yao. After all, she was only a twelve-year-old child. Before Meng Jiao came back, she was also their daughter who was doted on!
Ning Jia, who had heard the commotion, saw that and quickly asked, “What’s going on? Why are you all crying?”
Ning Jia pulled Meng Yao into her arms and Meng Yao took the opportunity to hug Ning Jia’s neck. “Mother, I beg you, don’t chase me away. Don’t abandon me!”
Ning Jia did not know what was going on and quickly patted her to coax her. “I won’t chase you away. I won’t abandon you. Be good, don’t cry. Don’t cry!”
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