Chapter 129 - An Illegitimate Child (1/2)
Chapter 129: An Illegitimate Child
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Wen Xinya stood tall beside Grandpa, like an unsheathed sword in full glory, ready to execute all demons and monsters.
In the face of the increasingly brazen stares of judgment from the audience, she looked cold and indifferent.
With Wen Haowen’s support, the couple became fearless. They looked around with sly, greedy eyes, evidently in calculation.
“What the h.e.l.l are you looking at? I’m Miss Wen Xinya’s foster mother. If you dare to offend me, I’ll tell my daughter and have her dig your eyes out,” said the foster mother, Li Yun. Her sharp, mean voice had utterly ruined the cla.s.sy ambiance at the dinner.
The foster father, Zhang Guang, rushed upstage. Pulling Wen Xinya’s arm, he said angrily, “Bad girl, give me some money so I can get some alcohol. Otherwise, I’ll beat you to death, you lousy girl.”
Wen Xinya stepped back and stated coldly, “From the day I’ve returned to the Wen Family, I’ve had nothing more to do with the both of you. Was the amount given by the Wen Family to you too meager? Or have the both of you exhausted it, and want to extort more from me?” She suddenly chuckled. “You have raised me for three years, and I have raised the both of you for twelve years in return. The Wen Family has additionally given the both of you a million dollars, concluding the fate that had brought us together. Kindly don’t appear before me in the future.”
The merciless words of closure left everyone dumbfounded! To sever all ties with the foster parents who had raised you in front of the crowd, it seemed too heartless!
Ning Shuqian pitched in. “Xinya, what are you talking about—they are, after all, your foster parents, and have raised you before you returned to the Wen Family—how can you be so unfeeling?”
Ning Shuqian’s words triggered everyone’s concealed thoughts, and instantly caused an outburst of discussions.
The contents of the whispers were none other than Wen Xinya’s cold-bloodedness and the likes!
As expected, with support from the audience, overcome with arrogance, Li Yun rushed upstage and yanked at Wen Xinya’s arm with threats of abuse. “Little b*tch, I’ve raised you for fifteen years, and yet, you humiliated me in public. Ungrateful child, I’ll beat you to death today.”
Zhang Guang also came forward to help, and the husband and wife sandwiched Wen Xinya—one of them wanting to pull her hair, the other wanting to slap her.
The smooth movements were obviously rehea.r.s.ed often for such efficient results, and instantly silenced the audience!
With such foster parents, her heartlessness was understandable!
Wen Xinya dodged, moved her foot slightly, and tripped Li Yun who staggered and fell to the ground. Her slender fingers deftly grabbed Zhang Guang’s approaching hand, which was suspended high up in the air—he could not break away from her grip no matter how hard he tried.
Wen Xinya flung his arm away, throwing Zhang Guang to the ground right beside Li Yun. With light steps, she made her way to the side, in front of the public relations manager, and asked plainly, “Have a napkin?”
Her voice, though dull and frail, embodied immense coldness, penetrating the hearts of everyone, causing them chills like the depths of winter!
Intimidated by her presence, the public relations manager subconsciously handed her the packet of tissue in his pocket.