AWB Chapter 391 Real Gold, She's Quite Crazy 5
Chapter 391 Real Gold, She's Quite Crazy 5
Qingmo stayed at the Xu family home, and every day she would find new ways to pick fights with them, while Xu Zhiwei would make tea in different ways in return.
She just felt that she didn't need to soak up the hype; the real heiress had already ruined herself.
"You're Xu Zhiqing? Weiwei's older sister?"
That day, Qingmo had just returned from watching a movie when she saw Xu Zhiwei chatting intimately with a young man on the sofa.
The moment the man saw her, he looked her up and down, his gaze filled with scrutiny and disdain.
Qingmo raised an eyebrow slightly, walked straight up to them, and curled her lips into a half-smile: "Yes, I am Xu Zhiqing. What, do you have a problem with that?"
The man was taken aback, clearly not expecting her to be so direct.
He then sneered, "I heard you haven't been back in the Xu family long, so you probably haven't learned all the rules yet, have you? You don't even greet the guests?"
Xu Zhiwei gently advised from the side, "Brother Yao, your sister just came back, don't take it to heart."
"So it's your lover, huh?" Qingmo sneered, walked up to Yao Che, and slapped him twice across the face.
"Well, now you've said hello, right? Don't say I didn't hit you next time. It's the first time I've ever had to say hello."
Yao Che was slapped twice and fell to the side on the sofa, his cheeks instantly turning red and swollen.
He stared at Qingmo in disbelief, his eyes filled with anger and humiliation:
"You—you dare hit me?!"
Xu Zhiwei exclaimed in surprise and rushed forward to support Yao Che. She turned to Qingmo and glared angrily: "Sister! How could you hit someone?"
"Brother Yao is the young master of the Yao family, what you're doing is going too far!"
Qingmo flicked her wrist and smiled casually: "What, didn't he insist that I greet him?"
“I’m a very straightforward person. Since he’s so enthusiastic, I’m naturally going to ‘respond’ properly.”
Yao Che trembled with rage, pointing his finger at Qingmo's nose and cursing, "You ill-mannered wild girl! How could the Xu family accept such a vulgar person as you!"
Qingmo's eyes turned cold, and she took a step forward, startling Yao Che into instinctively backing away.
She sneered, "What, want to get slapped a couple more times? I advise you to watch your mouth, or next time it won't be just a slap."
Seeing this, Xu Zhiwei quickly stepped in front of Yao Che, her eyes filled with tears, but her voice carried a hint of firmness:
“Sister, Brother Yao is a guest. If you treat a guest like this, it will damage the Xu family’s reputation. Father will be very angry if he finds out.”
Qingmo raised an eyebrow, looking at her with a half-smile: "Oh, what does that have to do with me?"
Xu Zhiwei was speechless for a moment, bit her lip, and whispered, "Sister, Brother Yao is my fiancé..."
Qingmo interrupted her, her gaze sharp, "Oh, we're family, so that's my brother-in-law. What's wrong with me, as the older sister, hitting my brother-in-law?"
"As the saying goes, half of a brother-in-law's buttocks belongs to his sister-in-law, so what's he being so dramatic about?"
"you……"
Hearing her vulgar words, the two of them were speechless.
They usually associate with people of status; when have they ever heard such vulgar language?
Yao Che, who had just been slapped, was about to retaliate. It was the first time in his life that he had ever been hit by a woman.
Enraged, Yao Che shoved Xu Zhiwei aside and raised his hand to slap Qingmo.
However, these greyhounds were too weak in combat. Qingmo easily grabbed his wrist and twisted it forcefully.
"what!"
Yao Che cried out in pain as his entire arm was broken.
"Brother Yao!" Xu Zhiwei stamped her feet anxiously, but dared not step forward.
"Damn brat, do you know who I am? How dare your Xu family treat me like this?"
Yao Che was in so much pain that sweat was pouring down his forehead, but he was still trying to put on a brave face.
"I know."
Qingmo said with a smile, "He's just a brother-in-law who needs to be taught a lesson."
Xu Zhiwei finally couldn't hold back any longer: "Sister! If you keep doing this, I'm really going to tell Dad!"
Qingmo shrugged indifferently: "Whatever."
Yao Che clutched his arm, his face ashen: "Xu Zhiqing, you just wait! This isn't over! If you offend me, your Xu family can expect to go bankrupt."
Qingmo cleaned his ears.
What?! Such a good thing?!
My brother-in-law is really something.
Qingmo leaned lazily against the sofa and spat a mouthful of phlegm in his face.
"Who do you think you are? My dad is so rich, he could kill you in a heartbeat. Do you think he's afraid of you?"
"Kid, just wait until your family is destroyed."
Her words really got the better of Yao Che. He had come to support his fiancée, but instead, he was the one who got the short end of the stick and ended up getting beaten up himself.
"Just you wait, you just wait, I'll make you kneel down and beg me."
After Yao Che finished making his harsh remarks, he asked Xu Zhiwei to take him to the hospital.
He has to go, he's in so much pain.
"Tsk tsk tsk! Their fighting ability is not good." Qingmo shook her head, ignored them, and lay down on the sofa to watch TV.
She fell asleep while I was watching her…
"Xu Zhiqing, get out here right now."
Before Xu's father even entered the door, his shrewish roar echoed through the room.
Mrs. Xu rushed to greet him, "Husband, what's wrong? Why are you so angry?"
"Slap." Father Xu slapped Mother Xu to the ground.
"You still ask? It's all your fault for giving birth to this rebellious daughter. Do you even know what she's done?"
Xu's mother...
She doesn't know anything.
She went out and played mahjong with rich women all day; she just got back.
Qingmo was startled awake by the shout. She wiped the drool from her mouth, rubbed her eyes, and slowly sat up from the sofa.
"Hey Dad, what's up? Is dinner ready?!"
Mr. Xu was so angry that his face turned ashen, and his hand trembled as he pointed at Qingmo: "Dinner's served?! You still have the nerve to eat?!"
"You beat Yao Che up like that, and now the Yao family has withdrawn all their investment from the projects they previously collaborated on with our company. Do you know how much this will cause the company?"
Qingmo blinked, looking completely innocent: "I don't know, the company isn't mine."
"You—!" Mr. Xu nearly choked on his own breath. "You're going to ruin the Xu family!"
Xu Zhiwei stood to the side, her eyes red and her voice choked with sobs: "Sister, how could you do this to Brother Yao... He's my fiancé."
[My sister is so foolish! How could she be so jealous that I have a good fiancé that she tries to ruin everything?]
If the Yao family gets angry, I'm afraid even Dad won't be able to handle it. I feel so sorry for Dad. I must go and try to persuade Brother Yao.
Look, the difference between these two daughters is obvious.
One was considerate of them, while the other only caused trouble, which only increased their dislike for Qingmo.
But does she care? I don't care.
Qingmo yawned lazily: "No way! No way! Dad, are you really that useless? It's just a small Yao family. I overestimated you before."
Xu's mother got up from the ground, covering her swollen face, and said in a trembling voice, "Zhiqing, go and apologize to Yao Che, stop making a scene..."
Qingmo glanced at her and scoffed, "Apologize? What did I do wrong? I was wrong for not sewing his mouth shut too, so he couldn't tell on me."
Enraged, Xu's father grabbed a vase from the coffee table and smashed it at Qingmo, yelling, "I'll beat you to death today, you wretched child!"
Qingmo dodged to the side, and the vase smashed against the wall, shards flying everywhere. Her eyes turned cold, and she stood up, dusting herself off: "Dad, you're getting old, don't be so hot-tempered, be careful not to have a stroke."
Enraged, Mr. Xu's vision blurred, and he clutched his chest, taking two steps back: "You've gone too far...you've gone too far! Get out of this house! From now on, I don't have a daughter like you!"
Qingmo shrugged and turned to walk upstairs: "No way! I'm Dad's best daughter."
She can't move an inch, anyway, she's not the one who's being bullied.