Rebirth in the 90s: Her Counterattack and Redemption

Chapter 1257 - 752: Selling You Face

Zhao Qianqian finished eating at the Li family’s house, sat idle for a while, and was about to leave when Li Qi hurriedly handed her a pre-packed bag of buns: "Xiao Luo didn’t come, take some more back for you two to have breakfast."

"Thank you, Aunt Li." Zhao Qianqian accepted it without hesitation. Just then, Li Cuixia pushed the door open, saw the bag in Zhao Qianqian’s hand, and her face instantly darkened: "Taking food and stuff, really treating this place like your own home?"

"Eldest daughter-in-law!" Li Baohan shouted, "Xiao Zhao and Xiao Luo bring so many things here every time; a few buns are nothing."

Li Cuixia pouted as she looked at Li Qi: "Mom, give me some buns. I haven’t eaten yet, I’m starving."

Aunt Li lowered her head, murmuring: "There are none left."

"None left?" Li Cuixia asked, "How many did you make, already gone?" Her eyes darting to the bag in Zhao Qianqian’s hand.

Zhao Qianqian didn’t speak, just stared at Li Baohan and Aunt Li. If they asked her to give the buns to Li Cuixia, she would comply, but from that day on, she wouldn’t acknowledge them anymore—not because she lacked buns, but because it’s not right.

She came over not just for buns but felt that she’s about to leave, and who knows when she’d meet them again. The subconscious thought was to indirectly remind them to consider themselves.

Luoluo had advised her not to meddle too much in other people’s family affairs, but she genuinely cared for these two elders from the bottom of her heart, maybe because she saw her former aunt and uncle in them.

Indeed, her cousin and his wife were just as unreliable.

Li Qi watched her cautiously: "There are still some fillings left; I’ll mix some dough and make dumplings for you, okay?"

"Why make it? Just sit down." Li Baohan held his wife back, looking at Li Cuixia, "We’ve lived separately for long, can’t you cook something at home yourself?"

"Dad, Mom, who are you planning to rely on for your old age?" Li Cuixia pointed at Zhao Qianqian, "Do you intend to rely on her for your old age?" She turned her gaze to Li Qi, "Mom, these two girls are desperately trying to be friendly with Father-in-law, what are they up to?"

Li Baohan was so angry his face turned red: "Say that again!"

"Dad, I’m speaking the truth. In this world, who’s doing anything without a benefit? I bet you had a slip of the tongue on the train, and that’s why they’re sidling up to you. Do you really think they care about your old face?"

"Shut up!" Li Baohan’s eyes turned red, "Eldest daughter-in-law, aren’t you afraid of Heaven’s retribution? The two girls give me good things just because they feel sorry for me.

They are willing to come over because they pity us two old folks who have no one to care. Do you really think they’re interested in this rundown house?

It’s only you brothers, hoping your mom and I die soon to vacate the house for you. When the comfort money was handed out last time, you didn’t hesitate to choose sixty thousand.

That was signing your mom’s death warrant! Heaven’s eyes are watching; your mom’s fate isn’t to end yet. Otherwise, how would this lonely old man live?

Let me tell you, none of you should plan on this house. I’ll make a will; if your mom and I live another thirty years, you can have it; otherwise, it’s directly for the public good. Do as you please."

"Dad, you do have two grandsons. Talking about life is uncertain; leave thirty years aside, even three years aren’t certain!

Making a will, you’ve really grown a backbone since you went to work. Not recognizing your grandchildren, oh my fate, I married a useless man..."

Today, Zhao Qianqian truly had her eyes opened. This classmate Li Cuixia, was fierce and harsh at first, then started crying and wailing on the ground.

Looking again at Li Baohan and Li Qi, they both seemed unaffected, clearly, Li Cuixia’s performance wasn’t a one-time thing.

Zhao Qianqian might as well sit on the bed, refusing to leave. She wanted to see how this woman ended up, of course, the main reason for her interest was Li Baohan’s rare show of assertiveness.

"Mom, Mom, let me tell you, Second Aunt and Dad are on our bed, just like you and Dad on the bed, really, if you don’t believe it, go back and see..."

Li Cuixia’s younger son Bingbing ran in like a gust of wind, excitedly speaking, causing Li Cuixia’s crying to catch in her throat, stunned, she shouted an "Ow" and scrambled back home.

Zhao Qianqian’s mouth twitched; what was going on? She glanced quietly at Li Baohan and Li Qi, both of their expressions extremely unpleasant.

Bingbing’s words were clear. Any sane adult could imagine what exactly had happened.

"Grandpa Li, Aunt Li, I’ll be leaving now." Zhao Qianqian stood up, hesitated, and added, "Luoluo and I are leaving Yuanzhou in the next few days. In the future, if you need any help, call our phones." She handed two numbers to the old couple, "These numbers we will always keep using."

"Alright, alright." Li Qi saw Li Baohan dazed, quickly accepted the note but her mind was muddled like paste, until long after Zhao Qianqian left, she suddenly slapped her forehead, poking at Li Baohan, "Hey, Dad, those two girls are leaving."

"Leave? Where to?" Li Baohan frowned, "They’ve only been here a few days, why are they leaving? Did they make a mistake again?"

"I don’t know, just now my mind was a mess, didn’t ask." Li Qi sighed, "With such disgraceful things happening at home, how can we face the world in the future?"

...

Yuanzhou Army base.

Yang Rundong was imprisoned in a small isolated cell, light streamed through cracks in the roof onto the floor, casting dappled shadows on his face, from a distance, he looked as eerie as a mottled frog.

Peering through the hole outside for a moment, Luo Ye lost interest in conversing.

Yang Rundong, originally named Yang Songqi, turned out to be from one of the original Six Great Families, the Yang Family, and was the brother of Yang Songli and Yang Songping. However, his identity was awkward — an illegitimate child.

He looked around twenty-five or six years old because he had received Doctor Daoter’s anti-aging injection. It was truly amusing to think that Yang Sandi, secretly nurtured by Old Sir Yang, was a complete appearance-obsessed person.

From a young age, he regarded his looks as vital and would never allow even the slightest flaw on his face. The anti-aging injection was researched by Doctor Daoter at his request, and the price was indeed steep — three hundred million dollars.

For the declining Yang Family, it was not a small sum at all. And yet, Old Sir Yang was extremely fond of this youngest son who remained in the shadows and allowed him to proceed.

Back then, Old Sir Yang used his eldest son to strike at the second son, leaving them to battle it out, hoping the youngest son would reap the benefits. However, unfortunately, things didn’t go his way, and the Yang Family declined.

Before the Yang Family declined, Old Sir Yang secretly transferred most of the assets to his youngest son, and hence, this disaster undoubtedly befell today.

This time, the Yang Family was going to be destroyed completely.

Just as Luo Ye was about to turn and leave, Yang Rundong stirred slightly: "Who’s there?"

His hearing was remarkably good; Luo Ye whispered to himself and stopped in his tracks: "It’s me, Luo Ye."

"I’ve been waiting for you." Yang Rundong rose, paced to the door, and smiled gently. Under such circumstances, his demeanor and elegance remained unchanged; this youngest son of the Yang Family was indeed stronger than the older two.

Luo Ye chuckled lightly: "Uncle Yang, your acting skills are impressive."

Yang Rundong smirked: "Your acting skills aren’t bad either. Xing’er losing to you is not unjustified."

"Why did you do this?" Luo Ye straightened his expression. Knowing her identity all along, yet caught so easily, could only mean one thing — Yang Rundong was deliberately letting things slide.

"Tired, didn’t want to become a traitor to the country." Yang Rundong sighed, his face calm. "I’ve been waiting for this day, seeing you here, I’m relieved.

Originally, I thought of sparring with you with a few moves, but in the end, I lost that interest. Fighting with a young girl like you wouldn’t be honorable!"

"Since you fear becoming a traitor, why do it?" Luo Ye retorted.

"One must obey the orders of elders and repay the grace of upbringing."

Upon hearing such a response, Luo Ye was utterly speechless.

Yang Rundong continued: "Xiao Xing is my beloved nephew. I appreciate you sparing him and pointing things out to him, so I’m willing to grant you this favor.

Tell them, I’m willing to fully disclose everything, as a courtesy to you. The condition is to take care of Xing’er in the future and keep the root of the Yang Family intact."

"How did your personality turn you into such a person?" Luo Ye shook her head in disbelief. How did someone so refined and cultured become a pawn for Japan’s dark forces?

"No one willingly stays at the bottom of the pyramid. When all paths seem impossible, one veers off course — isn’t this generally the case? The Yang Family was no exception." Yang Rundong sat back on the chair. "One hour, no more, not even a minute."

Having understood his meaning, Luo Ye promptly activated the communicator. A minute later, Director Lei’s capable team arrived. Luo Ye nodded at them and retreated.

"Luo Ye..." At the doorway, Shao Bo came up, smiling somewhat sheepishly.

"Hello, Camp Commander Shao." Luo Ye greeted with a smile and glanced at him twice. "What’s the matter, just say it."

"Well, it’s like this..." Shao Bo glanced awkwardly into the distance, "Li Tuan, I made a bet with Li Tuan, that is..."

"To compete with us?" Luo Ye finished for him.

Shao Bo sighed in relief: "Yes."

Luo Ye looked around but didn’t see Zhao Qianqian, so she said: "Where’s Qianqian, off to compete?"

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