Even though she was outwardly four and a half but inwardly an eighteen-year-old, she was still stunned: Was this her aunt? My God, she’s no different from an enemy, right? Her face hurt. She was knocked to the floor, tears welling up, looking especially innocent, softly whimpering, “Auntie, Auntie—”
There was a hint of submission and flattery. In fact, her mind was racing: She thought acting dumb might make Jiang Qiuyue more brazen, thus revealing more of her true colors. She was right.
Seeing Jiang Ruyi’s submission, Jiang Qiuyue felt that her slap had scared her into obedience, making her even more unrestrained: “Listen to me! Your mom didn’t disappear; she abandoned you. If you don’t listen to me, I’ll make sure your dad abandons you too.”
For a four-year-old, with parents not by their side, this would instill fear. But this was Jiang Ruyi. She felt Jiang Qiuyue was truly heartless, lying about her parents in front of a child. The original Jiang Ruyi must have suffered greatly living with her. Her early death might have had something to do with Jiang Qiuyue.
Unaware of Jiang Ruyi’s thoughts, Jiang Qiuyue grabbed her, pinching her shoulders, coldly threatening: “Listen, when your dad comes back, you ask him for money, understand?”
Jiang Ruyi’s shoulders hurt from the pinch; she tried to break free but was too weak. The pain twisted her features. This old witch definitely has a tendency for domestic violence!
“Auntie, it hurts—”
This time, she genuinely pleaded.
Jiang Qiuyue finally showed some mercy and let go, but then locked Jiang Ruyi in the room and took her daughter out to play.
Feng Mingzhu had been scared to tears by her mother’s yell earlier, which made Jiang Qiuyue feel guilty: “Yes, yes, buy, buy, mom was wrong, my precious pearl, don’t be mad at mommy…”
The contrast in her words was chilling. As they say, a child with a mother is a treasure, a child without is just a weed. Without a mother, no matter how others pamper you, it’s all fake.
Jiang Ruyi thought of her own mother and knocked on the door, “Auntie, let me out—”
But there was no response. She was locked in for the whole day, eating only snacks from her room. If she had been locked elsewhere, she might have starved. This Jiang Qiuyue was truly ruthless.
