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On the third day of Yu Minglangâs disappearance, Xiao Qian got up early in the morning and heard noises downstairs, as if someone was arguing.
She quickly put on her clothes and went downstairs, only to sec Chen Lin, with his snake skin bag, tussling with Jia Xiufang.
Oh, so the scumbag who had been missing for so long finally showed up? Xiao Qian raised an eyebrow.
âLet go! If you donât, Iâll miss the train!â Chen Lin had planned to come back home and take his stuff when no one was around.
At this time, Jia Xiufang would usually go to the morning market to buy cheap discounted vegetables, without fail, day in and day out for years.
But today, for some reason, she came back early and saw the man who had been gone for days, holding a snake skin bag and ready to walk out the door. âWhere are you going on a train?â Jia Xiufang wouldnât let go of the bag.
In the past, she didnât have the courage to do these things with her husband.
But these days, Xiao Qian had been urging her to see the money to prove Chen Linâs innocence; if she couldnât see the money, then everything was a joke.
Moreover, Xiao Qian continually emphasized the dependence of children on their mother and successfully brainwashed Jia Xiufang.
In Jia Xiufangâs mind, the logic of the situation had become: if she couldnât see her husband produce the bankbook, then he must have someone outside and spent money on illicit things. The next step would be to sell her daughter and harm her son!
Night Shanghai, short skirts, hostesses, and small-time gangsters collecting protection fees! All of these were hinted and hypnotized by Xiao Qian to Jia Xiufang.
Chen Lin didnât expect his wishy-washy wife to be this fierce today. Angrily, he pushed her back, and Jia Xiufangâs plump body crashed into the corner of a table.
Jia Xiufang cried out in pain, unable to straighten her back.
Xiao Qian watched the scene, her eyes shooting murderous intent, and she grabbed a broom from under the stairs and swung it at Chen Lin.
Chen Lin took a step back after being struck, âYou little brat; how dare you hit your dad?!â
âWho asked you to touch my mom? Mom, close the door and lock it from inside!â
Xiao Qian said domineeringly, Jia Xiufang endured the pain, and cooperated with her daughter, locking the door with a click.
The mother-daughter duo now besieged the trash dad. Chen Lin was not afraid of anything, but he was a bit fearful of his older daughter.
He didnât know why, but his older daughter seemed to have changed. Her eyes and her actions were terrifying.
âWhere is the bankbook? Hand it over! Qianâer needs to go to school!â Jia Xiufang no longer hoped to keep her husband, but she still wanted the money.
âWerenât you hosting a promotion banquet a few days ago, and got many gifts of money, enough for her schooling?â
Xiao Qian narrowed her eyes; Chen Lin was not at home, but he seemed to have good sources of information.
Some uncles must be communicating with him.
How ironic! âBrotherly affectionâ was used to deceive her mom. They hid the fact that Chen Lin ran off with a little lover but told Trash Dad about the family situation.
Such relatives were better off not having!
âThat little money isnât enough for Qianâerâs schooling? The money for banquets was borrowed from her Fourth Uncle. The principal wasnât enough, and it was rolled in with a few hundred more. Where is the extra money for Qianâerâs schooling after returning the debt? Hurry up and get the bankbook!â Jia Xiufang demanded the money; Chen Lin glanced at Xiao Qian, who held the stick, and made his excuse.â! used all the money for investment. I have a brother named Da Longzi who wants to run long-distance buses, so I invested 20,000 yuan in it. The money has been put in, and now I have to go to the north to check it out. This is really profitable, Xiufang. If this business succeeds, youâll live the good life, not having to do anything. Arenât you always wanting to buy a rabbit fur coat? Iâll buy it for you in the winter!â
âHehc!â Xiao Qian laughed, her eyes full of mockery.
These lines havenât changed since her past life.
Paint a big picture, making it seem like thereâs hope for the future, and then deceive her mom.
In her past life, Jia Xiufang had always wanted a rabbit fur coat but hesitated to spend several hundred yuan on it. Chen Lin painted a beautiful future for her, and she fell for it without a second thought.
But now, Xiao Qian had inoculated Jia Xiufang against Chen Linâs manipulation. Hearing Chen Linâs words, Jia Xiufang not only wasnât moved but instead had a cold glint in her eyes.
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âYes, havenât you always wanted one? Once I make money, Iâll buy it for you!â âDid you already buy a mink for Chu Xue then? Buy me a rabbit fur coat and her a mink?â Jia Xiufang suddenly exploded, snatching the broom from her daughterâs hand and swinging it at Chen Lin without mercy.
âChen Lin, youâre inhuman! How can you treat me like this? I gave you a son and a daughter and supported this family. Where did I ever wrong you? How can you take the money from our home and fool around outside!â
Chen Lin never expected the woman he used to control would suddenly become so difficult to handle.
Before, he could fool her with just a few words, and she would believe anything he said, looking stupid and naive. But how did she suddenly become so tough?
Xiao Qian watched this scene and laughed. She grabbed the washed peaches on the table, biting into them with a crisp sound, enjoying her momâs tearing down of the scumbag, feeling so refreshed.
If Chen Lin hadnât mentioned the rabbit fur coat, Jia Xiufang wouldnât have gotten this angry.
All thanks to Xiao Qian, who had often whispered in her ear that she couldnât even afford to buy a few hundred yuan worth of clothes, while Chu Xue might be wearing a mink bought with her hard-earned moneyâ¦
Never underestimate the details of psychological suggestion! How important is the subconscious to people?
The current life is a true reflection of the subconscious. The various thoughts and ideas in the subconscious create different behavioral patterns of different people. Xiao Qian not only knew psychological suggestion but also understood her motherâs and fatherâs affairs, with visible effects.
Transforming a dependent personality-type mother into a fighter is a skill only top psychologists possess. Impressive!
Chen Lin was beaten up by Jia Xiufang, only able to stammer in embarrassment, âI really invested the money, I didnât waste it, I didnât!â
Having been suppressed for days, Jia Xiufang finally found a place to vent her anger and continued to chase and hit Chen Lin, who couldnât take the pain any longer. Glancing out of the corner of his eye, he saw Xiao Qian sitting leisurely eating fruit.
Embarrassed in front of his child, Chen Lin was anxious. Jia Xiufang didnât give any quarter, and in desperation, he swung his fist at her. Seeing her mom about to be attacked, Xiao Qian grabbed the fruit plate and threw it all at him!
Chen Lin was hit in the head and crashed into the door. He hurriedly opened the door without picking up his snake-skin bag and yelled as he ran back.
âIâm really going to do business! Wait for my good news!â
He ran so fast that he almost collided with the man coming towards him.
Seeing her husband run away with his hastily-packed bag still on the floor and fruits scattered everywhere, Jia Xiufang roared at Chen Linâs retreating figure. âYou good-for-nothing! Iâll beat you every time I see you, and you must bring that money back, or Iâll skin you alive!â