The Billionaire's Hidden Affection-Chapter 348 Tears Falling Like Rain 2_1

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Chapter 348: Chapter 348 Tears Falling Like Rain 2_1

Xu’s mother, afraid he might resort to violence, grabbed him and held him back, her voice trembling, "Xiaoya, please go... Don’t anger your father... His health isn’t good to begin with..."

Xu Xiaoya retreated to the doorway. "You must give me the household register."

"I’m not giving it to you today! What, are you going to snatch it by force? Are you rebelling now? I raised you all these years, and it was all for nothing! Raising a dog would have been better than raising you!"

Xu Xiaoya said calmly, "If I were a dog, you wouldn’t be able to afford a house like this."

Her sister-in-law snorted. "How dare you even mention this dirty money?"

Dirty money!

The sister-in-law sneered, "You know perfectly well where this money came from... Humph, utterly shameless..."

Xu Xiaoya looked at her mother. She saw her mother desperately clinging to her father, her face filled with terror, not daring to utter a single word, not even half a sentence in her defense.

These people... are actually my family! To think I sacrificed all my youth and dignity for them—not keeping a single penny for myself, all so they could live comfortably.

She couldn’t bring herself to cry.

Her father stomped his foot and raged, "Liu Laosan from Back Street’s daughter bought her brother a BMW! Zhang Dahan’s daughter bought her parents an apartment building! Which daughter doesn’t support her parents and brothers? And you? What have you ever done? Now you even want to come back for a share of the money? Do you have any conscience at all?"

Xu Xiaoya said faintly, "I don’t need a single penny."

Her father immediately fell silent.

Xu’s mother also breathed a slight sigh of relief. Her brother and sister-in-law both stared intently at her.

She smiled faintly. "I don’t want a single penny. However, you must write me a formal pledge. From this day forward, your lives and deaths, your medical expenses, your care in old age, and your funerals will have nothing to do with me. I will not contribute another dime."

Her father practically leaped to his feet again. "Bullshit! I wiped your shit and piss to raise you! Shouldn’t you repay me for that? The family’s assets are mine! I’ll give them to whomever I please! What business is it of yours? You won’t short me a single penny of my support money. If you’re short by even one cent, I’ll sue you!"

"The over one million I brought home to renovate the house, plus the compensation money from this incident—that *is* your retirement fund."

"Bullshit!"

"It’s true I can’t control who you give your assets to. However, the money registered under my household name is more than enough to cover your support costs. From now on, just pretend you never had me as a daughter. Consider me long dead. After all, when I attempted suicide back then, none of you expected me to survive..."

She looked directly into her father’s eyes. "This family has never treated me as one of its own, so I no longer want this family. From this moment on, I will never again set foot in this house. In the future, whether you live or die, even on the day of your funerals, I will not return."

Her father, who had been stomping and railing this whole time, suddenly froze at her words.

Her mother simply continued to wipe her tears.

"If you have any other recourse in mind, you can sue me directly in court."

Her sister-in-law gave a cold snort and turned to leave.

Her brother also glared fiercely at her, shoved her aside, and followed his wife out.

Xu Xiaoya stood sideways in the doorway, faced inward, and bowed deeply. "Dad, Mom, this is the last time I will ever call you that! From now on, consider me dead."

She turned and walked away.

Xu’s mother let go of the old man and rushed forward, clinging desperately to Xu Xiaoya, tears streaming down her face as she cried, "Xiaoya... Xiaoya..."

Xu Xiaoya turned her head away, not a single tear falling.

Her father gave a cold grunt, picked up his tobacco pouch, and also left.