Rebirth in the 90s: Her Counterattack and Redemption

Chapter 683: Chapter 400: Unexpected (Part 2)

Common sense would say Aunt Zhuang and the second and third aunt-in-law should have nothing to do with each other. Aunt Zhuang is the sister of Ai Qiang’s father, while the second and third aunt-in-law are the daughters-in-law of Old Mrs. Zhuang’s two brothers.

Yet, ironically, these three families, who originally had nothing in common, were all modest in terms of family conditions, with the men all working in the same factory. As a result of back and forth interactions, they became closer than actual relatives.

On Old Mrs. Zhuang’s side, because Mr. Zhuang passed away early, the relatives feared the burden of the widow and orphan and gradually visited less and less.

This time for Ai Qiang’s marriage, the three families originally did not want to come, but after a discussion, they felt it was a major event and feared gossip. Therefore, each family contributed a hundred yuan, pretending to want to ’eat their money’s worth’ and decided to not interact with the family after this.

Who would have thought that it seemed Ai Qiang had suddenly stepped in dog poop luck, causing all three to both want to curry favor with the high and mighty while also envying the Zhuang family’s good fortune. Their contradictory feelings were as complicated as a tangled mess.

Seeing the atmosphere getting a bit tense, Luo Ye quickly said, "Uncle Zhuang, the ceremony is over, let’s head to the hotel. The cars are waiting downstairs."

Qu Yue made a gesture downstairs.

"Dong dong qiang, dong dong qiang, dong dong dong qiang..." The earth-shaking gongs and drums started to play.

Neighbors watching the excitement downstairs also had varied expressions. Those with good hearts were genuinely happy for the Zhuang family; mother and daughter had suffered for half a lifetime and finally had a good result.

Those who liked to gossip felt bitter; the Zhuang family had always been the bottom of the courtyard, but now unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, they had a grand wedding and a child on the way, outdoing any other family in display. How would they face this in the future?

In the crowd, there was another person whose mood was extremely sour, eyes burning with jealousy—this was Miaomiao’s biological father, Miao Qijie.

He heard that Miao Cuifeng was getting married and was determined to take this opportunity to take Miaomiao back. But when he arrived, he saw Qu Yue bringing a crowd into the courtyard.

This forced him to stop his intended ruckus. Now, watching the thundering fanfare, his heart couldn’t describe the taste he felt.

When he saw Ai Qiang carrying Miao Cuifeng downstairs, his heart felt scorched. Miao Cuifeng, in her wedding dress, looked like a woman in her early thirties—flawless and radiant. In both appearance and figure, his current wife Wang Yanli couldn’t compare.

Unfortunately, there is no medicine for regret in this world. Looking at the situation, both Ai Qiang and Miao Cuifeng seemed to have powerful backing, while he was at the lowest point of his life. Well, it could only be this way for now.

He took one last glance at Miaomiao, who followed closely behind Miaomiao and the Zhuang family, turned around with reluctance, and left.

Luo Ye and Xing Nong happened to see his leaving figure, looked at each other, and shook their heads helplessly. It’s not a nice thing to say that it is survival of the fittest, but sometimes, absolute power really can avoid a lot of trouble.

If it hadn’t been for their group attending Mrs. Miao’s wedding, the wedding would have likely been spoiled and the mood affected.

With absolute momentum as deterrence, no accidents occurred during the wedding banquet. Aunt Zhuang and the second and third aunt-in-law dared not say more than a word beyond occasional jealousy in their eyes.

After learning that Qu Yue was the boss of Liangyou, they even regretted not bringing along their own children, hoping they might get a little bit of reflected glory.

When the wedding banquet was nearing its end, the sound of an ambulance rang from outside. Little Pumpkin, out of curiosity, ran out to see what was happening and soon came back taking sharp breaths of cold air.

"What happened?" Luo Ye asked softly.

"A woman, covered in blood, was carried away." Little Pumpkin patted her chest; "On the stretcher they used to carry her, blood dripped down all along the way, it was so scary."

Luo Ye was stunned, "What illness?"

Before Little Pumpkin could answer, Luo Ye’s phone urgently rang. She quickly stood up and found a quieter corner to answer the call, "Hello, this is Luo Ye, who may I ask is calling?"

"Luo Ye, it’s me."

The somewhat familiar voice made Luo Ye pause, then she quickly realized who it was, "Yang Xing, what’s wrong?"

"I have a favor to ask you." Yang Xing’s voice was husky, "Please promise me first, okay?"

Luo Ye hesitated for a moment, "If possible, I’ll try my best. Go ahead."

"Find a chance in the future to bury me with my mom," Yang Xing said solemnly.

"What are you talking about?" Luo Ye’s voice rose, and even though she didn’t like him, hearing him say this made her uncomfortable.

"I’m not babbling. I’m afraid I won’t make it. The Feng family, they won’t let me off," there was a hint of relief in Yang Xing’s voice. "But I’m happy, really, death sometimes is truly a relief."

"What did you do?" Luo Ye suddenly had a foreboding feeling; perhaps the woman Little Pumpkin had seen was Feng Yuning?

"I didn’t do anything. She was unfaithful, I just sent a man to approach her, and she fell for it completely," Yang Xing paused. "Luo Ye, I know you’ll despise me, but my abilities only allow me to act this way. My mom can sacrifice anything for me, so for her, I would do the same."

"Did she lose her child?" Luo Ye ventured a guess.

"She probably will never be able to have children. My dad won’t forgive me, and Grandpa certainly won’t oppose the Feng family for my sake. In the future, whether they can take care of themselves is uncertain, so I can only ask you, not now, but in the future, if there’s a chance, bury me with my mom.

From now on, I won’t contact you again. If I die, don’t ask, don’t involve yourself. When the Yang Family falls, please help me, I beg you!" (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to Qidian () to cast your recommendation ticket, monthly ticket. Your support is my greatest motivation.)