Back To The 90s: The Resilient Daughter-In-Law-Chapter 1197 - 1196: Damn It
Her most beloved and guilt-ridden eldest son, and her most, most excruciatingly painful youngest son had both been exploited by this unpresentable rural brat. ππ«ππ²π¨πππππ―ππΉ.ππ¨πΊ
How could this not infuriate her?
It was utterly detestable!
Upon seeing Tang Qianβs expression, Wei An knew he had finally achieved his aim today. After all was said and done, this was his real purpose. Regardless of whether Jiang Yang resembled Wei Qin as a child, he would never allow him the opportunity to replace himself.
Tang Qian, driven by rage, stepped forward suddenly and raised her hand to slap Jiang Yangβs delicate, fair face. Fu Xinwu, seeing something was amiss, immediately attempted to intervene but unexpectedly tripped over someone, and, unprepared, fell directly to the ground.
At the moment she hit the ground, a crisp slap resonated through the air.
Fu Xinwuβs eyes reddened with anger, and tears uncontrollably welled up in her eyes. The courtyard fell into an eerie silence, Jiang Yangβs left cheek swelling visibly at a rapid rate,
revealing a distinct handprint.
Wei An watched Jiang Yangβs disheveled and miserable state, his lips curling into a cold, barely noticeable sneer and scoff. Yet before he could retract the smile on his lips, he met Jiang Yangβs icy gaze.
Two young men of the same age, yet the looks they exchanged sparked both animosity and murderous intent.
Jiang Yang, still in the silent demeanor of just moments before, seemed as if nothing around him could affect him at allβthe burning pain on his face merely an illusion. He stood in place, casting a cold gaze at Wei An, his eyes filled with haughtiness and scorn,
as if even speaking a word to Wei An was beneath him.
Jiang Yangβs attitude completely infuriated Wei An. Despite being just a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy, due to his upbringing and superior attitude, coupled with the sudden downfall from his pedestal, his mentality had matured far beyond his peers.
From the moment Wei Shufenβs true nature was exposed, and he morphed from Minister Weiβs cherished Young Master into the deceased son of the Lu Family who had passed away over a decade ago, the only hatred in Wei Anβs heart was for the real Young Master Wei, whom Wei Shufen had abandoned under the bridge.
Though the boy was already dead, Wei An still harbored a deadly hatred.
The mere existence of that person, even though he might have died at birth, still left him with an indelible resentment. How could everything that should have been his disappear overnight?
Had he instead become the counterfeit?
Luckily, the real one was already dead and would no longer compete with him.
But this thought was quickly dismissed when Wei An secretly followed behind Wei Fangyi and saw the way he was looking at Jiang Yang. It immediately gave him an intense bad premonition.
Children are most sensitive, especially to adultsβ emotions.
The way Wei Fangyi looked at Jiang Yang made him feel as if he might lose everything at any moment. His father had never looked at him with such cherished, loving eyes. Even compared to Wei Qin, the difference was stark.
Now, as Wei An looked at Jiang Yang, a growing sense of urgency weighed on him. No matter who Jiang Yang was, he had to drive him away. He absolutely couldnβt let Jiang Yang steal his father.
"Fake will never become real," Jiang Yangβs voice rang clearly, each word landing crisp in Wei Anβs ears, "Kneeling before me is useless, leave!" He truly despised Wei An, and despised the people of the Wei Family.
Because ever since he had followed Sister Nan Fei to Imperial City, it had always been the Wei family members who provoked him at every turn.
