My Wife, The Ice Queen President

Chapter 159 - 0159: Vicious Mother and Daughter (Part 3) - 1



Chapter 159: Chapter 0159: Vicious Mother and Daughter (Part 3) – 1
 

“No way, a human punching bag … oh no, it’s classmate Ye Yangyang, actually your sister? This is like something out of a novel,” Tang Ning ran over, hardly able to believe it.

“Classmate Tang Ning, hello,” Ye Yangyang released her brother and stood quietly to one side.

“I should have realized you were my brother-in-law’s sister, look how similar you both are. Those eyes, that nose, even the facial features,” Tang Ning’s gaze darted back and forth between them, clicking her tongue in amazement. “It’s like you were cast from the same mold, of course, there’s no comparing the temperaments, they’re worlds apart.”

Having just reunited with his sister, Ye Xiong couldn’t be bothered to bicker with her.

“Brother, are you married?” Ye Yangyang’s eyes fell on Yang Xinyi, who had been silent at his side, and was drawn by her stunning beauty, she asked in a soft voice, “Are you my sister-in-law? You’re so beautiful.”

Yang Xinyi had seen many women over the years, yet no girl had made her take to them at first sight.

The girl in front of her was just too likable.

Quiet, gentle, obedient, she exuded the aura of the girl-next-door. Compared to Tang Ning, the difference was like night and day. Who wouldn’t like a girl as serene as this?

“My name is Yang Xinyi, I am Ah Xiong’s wife.”

Yang Xinyi walked over and brushed the bits of grass from her face, looking closely at her and said with a tinge of heartache, “I never heard Ah Xiong mention that he had a sister, really…”

After speaking, she cast a reproachful glance at Ye Xiong.

Ye Xiong felt ashamed, wishing that if he hadn’t had reservations, and had searched for his sister earlier, she wouldn’t have endured so much hardship.

That look from Yang Xinyi gave him a momentary impulse, musing how wonderful it would be if she truly were his wife, occasionally blaming him like that!

“Sister-in-law, you really are beautiful,” Ye Yangyang looked at her, saying enviously, “You are the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen, I knew brother had good taste.”

“He does have good taste, it’s just that I was blind,” Yang Xinyi joked, a rarity for her.

Tang Ning burst out laughing and teased, “Cousin, why don’t you dump my brother-in-law and give him to me?”

“Shame on you,” Yang Xinyi glared at her fiercely.

The siblings, reunited, found themselves with endless topics to talk about.

Meanwhile, Ye Tongtong was tumbling and scrambling out of the school, only stopping to sit down and cry woefully several hundred meters away.

The three girls also climbed out of the lotus pond, sitting down next to her covered in stinking mud.

These four girls, who were usually so arrogant at First Middle School, were now indescribably bedraggled.

“It’s over, my iPhone got water in it, now I have to buy a new one,” one of the girls said.

“At a time like this, you’re still worried about your damn phone? If it’s broken, just buy another one. Right now, the most important thing is to find a place to change our clothes,” the second girl said.

“I don’t dare go back to the dorm; that maniac is still there.”

Just thinking about Ye Xiong’s ferocity from earlier made the last girl tremble all over. She turned to ask Ye Tongtong, “Who was that guy just now, why is he so perverted?”

“Ye Jun,” Ye Tongtong replied blankly.

“Who’s Ye Jun?”

“Ye Yangyang’s brother.”

“What?”

The three girls jumped to their feet, faces showing utter shock.

“So Ye Yangyang really does have a brother? She wasn’t just rambling like a madwoman?”

“Didn’t you say her brother was dead? How did he suddenly show up?”

“He can’t be mixed up in the underworld, can he? Look at how fierce he is, just like a mob boss.”

The three girls were suddenly frantic, now finally understanding why the other party had been so rough. Anyone would have probably knifed them if it was their sister who had been bullied like that.

“I’m harmless. What are you afraid of?”

Ye Tongtong suddenly stood up, her face swollen like a pig’s head after being slapped more than a dozen times, and her speech was unclear. “If he wants to settle scores, he should come to me first. When is it your turn?”

“Tongtong, what are you going to do? I’ve heard rumors, Yangyang’s brother is extremely protective. In fifth grade, when Ye Yangyang was bullied by a boy from another class, Ye Jun skipped class to come to the school and sternly warned the boy. Then he went to the headmaster’s office, pointed at dozens of teachers, and cursed them out for not taking care of his sister, calling them useless teachers. From then on, nobody dared to bully his sister,” one of the girls said.

“I also heard that Ye Jun once barged into Jianghai Group, and in front of a crowd of executives, beat up his father because of his bad temper. Eventually, your dad had him sent off to the military with an official order.”

“Now that he’s back, if he finds out his sister has been bullied, he definitely won’t let us off.”

The three girls looked at each other, all wearing worried expressions.

“Have you had enough talk, or not? If you’re done, get out of here,” Ye Tongtong snapped.

The three girls scurried off.

Only then did Ye Tongtong start to sob, not from heartache, but from pain.

The burning pain and swelling on her face, the broken teeth inside her mouth—she didn’t even dare to look in a mirror. She knew she must look worse than a ghost right now.

Just thinking about the jewelry exhibition the following evening, where she’d been planning to make a big impression, now with her current appearance, how could she face anyone?

“Ye Jun, I must avenge this.”

Ye Tongtong took out her cellphone, ready to call her father Ye Yuandong to tell him she had been bullied, but remembering the scene when Ye Yuandong received the death notice stopped her.

A year ago, when he received the death notice from the organization, Ye Yuandong locked himself in his room for a day and a night, not eating anything, not caring for anyone, not doing anything.

That was when Ye Tongtong realized that Ye Yuandong wasn’t as heartless toward his son as the outside world rumored, as if he had no feelings. He just wanted to send his son to the army to temper his character.

The tradition of male supremacy had always existed, even in modern times.

Ye Tongtong wasn’t foolish enough to think that she, a non-biological daughter, could compare to a biological son.

“If I tell Ye Yuandong that Ye Jun isn’t dead, he might get too excited to even consider seeking justice for me,” Ye Tongtong muttered to herself.

“No, I absolutely can’t let him come back alive to the Ye Family.”

With that thought, a cold, cruel smile appeared on her face as she dialed her mother’s number.

“What, Ye Jun isn’t dead?” Dong Xuan on the other end of the line was flabbergasted.

“Mom, he beat me up so badly, you have to help me take revenge!” Ye Tongtong cried miserably.

“How many times have I warned you not to mess with Ye Yangyang? You just wouldn’t listen, and now look what happened, didn’t it?” Dong Xuan scolded on the phone.

“Mom, you can’t just abandon me, right?” Ye Tongtong cried even harder. “Besides, dad still doesn’t know Ye Jun is back. If he comes home, we will have no standing.”

On the other end, Dong Xuan was silent for a long time before she said, “Where are they now?”

“At the entrance of the First Middle School.”

“Tongtong, leave the rest to me. Go to the hospital for your injuries. If your dad asks about you, say you were beaten up but don’t know by whom, and definitely don’t admit to bullying Yangyang, got it?” Dong Xuan instructed.

“Got it, Mom. You must find someone to teach him a harsh lesson,” Ye Tongtong said viciously.

“I have my ways.”


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