Chapter 812 - We Need Screams (1/2)

“Ye Jian is in the second year experimental cla.s.s. Just now, I wanted to introduce her to Auntie.” Yao Jing looked at the figure on the stage. Her gaze was cold. She naturally took over the conversation without regarding herself as an outsider. She whispered to Mother Yang, “Auntie, don’t you think it’s a little weird for a lady to play a man’s game?”

Mother Yao slapped her daughter’s forehead lightly when she heard this. “Weird? Aren’t you the same? You even learned how to play basketball. That’s a game for men. Your father and I felt weird when we knew!”

Deputy Commissioner Yao and Mother Yao met Ye Jian before. She got invited by Yang Heng for his birthday party so no matter how weird it was, their daughter shouldn’t mention it.

They knew that their daughter felt wronged after what happened in the past but there was nothing they could do. Their daughter had kicked a block of steel[1]!

Deputy Commissioner Yao pretended to be angry too. “You really like being a busybody. Ye Jian is the daughter of a martyr. She’s a parentless child while you grew up with a silver spoon. There’s nothing to compare between the two of you. If she didn’t become stronger, how could she get to her position today?”

“Learn from her. Don’t always make your mother and I worry.”

The two families were standing together so they were able to hear what each other said. At this moment, Mother Yang’s heart was in a mess.

Ye Jian was the daughter of a martyr. Her parents were both dead… Just now, she even told the child that her parents would be proud of her. Did she just hurt the poor child?

If the Yao family didn’t say this, she wouldn’t know about it. She couldn’t tell that Ye Jian had lost her parents from her expression. She didn’t flinch or give off a frivolous feeling.

Her aura was mature. She was someone who knew what she was doing.

After everything ends, she must go and apologize to her. She mustn’t ignore it just because she made the mistake unintentionally.

Yao Jing, who was alternately educated by her parents, whined cutely. On the stage, Ye Jian stood at a 2.37 meters distance and lifted the dart with one hand. She replayed the actions the young men did when they were shooting the darts.

Raise the tip of the dart slightly and hold it firmly… Oh right, the person who played the best, w.a.n.g Jin, held the dart with three fingers.