The Billionaire's Hidden Affection-Chapter 466 - 463 I Spoil You 5_1
"She’s certainly not going to marry into our Huang Family again, so save yourself the worry."
"Can’t Xiaojue beg her?"
"Why would Xiaojue have to beg her?"
"My goodness! If Xiaojue doesn’t plead with her, Yang Wei will end up in jail. Didn’t you hear Wan Donglin’s tone? He said *he* wouldn’t dare touch her, but Yang Wei did! That was clearly a jab at me! It’s obvious he has no intention of withdrawing the charges against Yang Wei. Are we really going to let Yang Wei go to jail?"
Father Huang sighed deeply. "You reap what you sow. Old lady, remember this: Yang Wei is going to jail because of you. If it weren’t for your meddling, he wouldn’t have gotten himself into this trouble. You’re the real culprit."
Mother Huang was so shocked she slumped into a chair, gasping for breath.
In her mind, Yan Xixi’s family had always been desperately poor. Then Yan Xixi had been "kept" by Wan Donglin, which only deepened the stain on her reputation. Even after Yan Xixi found work, she always believed the girl was just freeloading off her son. Marrying Yan Xixi was clearly a losing proposition.
But Wan Donglin’s words had completely thrown her into confusion. So that’s how it is; people build each other up with praise. She had always looked down on Yan Xixi, but with Wan Donglin championing her like this, she suddenly felt a sting of resentment.
"What’s this all about?" she grumbled. "My son treated her so well, waited for her for so many years! Their wedding date was set. Is she really going to turn around and marry Wan Donglin now?"
"The wedding was set? You have the nerve to bring that up? It’s long expired."
Mother Huang was utterly panicked and frightened. "Old man, does this mean Yang Wei really has to go to jail? How am I going to face my sister? She’ll hate me for the rest of her life..."
"You’re worried about facing your sister? You should first think about how you’re going to face your son."
"I know I’ve let our son down, but Yang Wei is facing a prison sentence..."
"Yang Wei, Yang Wei! All you care about is that good-for-nothing nephew of yours," Father Huang retorted. "Constant assaults, extortion, blackmail—and you still have the nerve to defend him? Yan Xixi is an orphan! She was counting on Xiaojue, on our family. But look at the mess you’ve made, old lady! Aren’t you afraid that if word of this gets out, no decent girl will ever want to marry into our family? Do you really think we’re some kind of prestigious clan?"
"My God, old man, do you think she might really marry Wan Donglin in the end?"
"..."
"If she really does marry Wan Donglin, wouldn’t that make her even more untouchable? Yang Wei’s prison sentence would be a done deal then, right?"
Father Huang scoffed, "If she doesn’t marry Wan Donglin, is she going to marry our son? So she can continue to be harassed by your sister, beaten by you, and extorted by your nephew? Do you think she has no self-respect?"
"Old man, I didn’t realize at the time the consequences would be so severe. I was just blinded by anger..."
"Regardless, I’m not cleaning up this mess of yours again. Whether Yang Wei goes to jail or not, let fate decide."
Mother Huang mumbled, not daring to speak up. After a long moment, she said, "Oh my goodness, does this mean our son is never coming home again? Hey, old man, this can’t be happening! Will our son hate me forever too?"
Father Huang gripped the steering wheel. He had intended to wait for his son, but when his son emerged, it was clear he was leaving immediately.
Huang Xiaojue didn’t go after her.
He leaned on the steering wheel, his mind a blank.
Only at this moment did he understand why Xixi had been so determined to avoid him. As Wan Donglin had said, ever since her mother’s death, he himself had been her only support. Yet, whether it concerned her mother’s death or her own suffering, not only had he failed to help, he had instead kicked her when she was down—this time, the hurt was entirely his doing. Even with so much love, how could it possibly overcome such deep wounds?
