Chapter 142 Whats Your Proof? (1/2)
Xin Qing and Zhang Mi glanced at each other. After that, Xin Qing picked up a teacup lazily and took a sip. Looking at Rong Siman briefly, Xin Qing said, ”Well, go ahead. I'm all ears!”
”Ah Cang and I used to be lovers. We've slept together before,” Rong Siman said. As she stared at Xin Qing, the smile on her face held nothing but malice.
”Aunty. I don't know what you've been smoking or what kind of loose screw you have in your head. But I suggest you go back and take your meds,” Zhang Mi spat out.
”Oh?” Xin Qing smiled, her expression bland. ”Where's the proof? Do you have proof that you've slept with each other?”
Rong Siman raised her chin proudly and leaned back in the couch. ”He has a small mole on his lower abdomen. It is impossible to see it without taking off his underwear. You still don't believe me? Stop lying to yourself.”
”Haha!” Xin Qing nodded her head. ”If you're referring to that time when you drugged him, dragged him to bed, and then afterwards he would rather watch you die than save you, then sure, I'll believe you. Is there a second time?”
Rong Siman's face changed instantly. ”You... How did you know?”
”My husband told me, of course!” Xin Qing blinked. ”Or shall I jog your memory about everything which happened after that?” Rong Siman's face was now as white as a sheet.
All of a sudden, Xin Qing's face turned stony. ”Rong Siman,” Xin Qing said in a harsh tone, ”I don't know why you're so retarded to believe that Ying Qingcang has feelings for you. But right now, he's my husband, so rein in those delusions and petty tricks of yours. Don't embarrass yourself before me again.”
The two years she spent living alone in France as well as her abduction by William had toughened Xin Qing up; now, she was someone with so much more grit and courage. She would put on the little lady act only in front of Ying Qingcang because she was sure that Ying Qingcang would stay by her side no matter what. When she was facing other people on her own, however, never again would she allow herself to be treated as if she was some small lamb waiting to be slaughtered!
”How dare you bully my mommy, you filthy bitch!” Ying Muhai stood up all of a sudden and dashed towards Ah Sha. Xin Qing jumped up in horror, but still, she was too late. Ying Muhai was quicker than her as he pushed Ah Sha right off the couch.
Ah Sha, who had been fast asleep, crashed to the floor. A split second later, a heart-wrenching cry sounded.
”Ah Sha!” Xin Qing quickly picked her up and began soothing her by patting on her back gently. Zhang Mi touched Ah Sha all over to check for any injuries. When she found no major injuries, Zhang Mi sighed in relief. ”Thank God for the carpet. She didn't hurt herself from the fall,” Zhang Mi said. After that, she stalked over to Ying Muhai and gave the boy a hard slap.
Rong Siman shrieked, and then she pounced on Xin Qing. Xin Qing dodged the attack with Ah Sha in her arms. Right then, Zhang Mi's attention went to Rong Siman and she gave the latter a harsh smack across the cheek. ”Like mother, like son! You have no right to be a mother!”
”Wa...” Ying Muhai dove into Rong Siman's arms and started to wail. Xin Qing did not wish for Ah Sha to witness all the violence, so she turned around and kept her back towards what was happening. Just then, the door opened and Ying Qingcang walked in. Ying Hao was behind him too.
Noticing the newcomers, Rong Siman tugged Ying Muhai and ran towards Ying Hao. ”Ah Hao, we were both assaulted.” Rong Siman got out in between sobs.
Ying Qingcang was already taking quick strides towards Xin Qing. A dark look formed on his face when he saw that both Xin Qing and Ah Sha were crying. ”What happened?”
”Go ask that good little brother of yours. He tossed Ah Sha off the couch!” Zhang Mi yelled. ”And after that your stepmother tried to hit Xin Qing.”
Ying Qingcang's eyes sliced through the air like a pair of daggers where they finally landed on Rong Siman and her son. He walked over with steady steps. ”You think I won't hit you, is that it?”
”Ah Cang, listen to...”
”Smack!” Ying Qingcang's palm connected with her face before she could finish. Rong Siman toppled head-first into the floor. ”Did you just hit me?” Rong Siman said, holding her swollen cheek.
”Last time, I didn't manage to strangle you to death. And it looks like you've forgotten all about my warning.” Ying Qingcang followed up his strike with a kick. ”Argh!” Rong Siman shouted in pain. Ying Muhai rushed over and tried to kick Ying Qingcang. ”You hit my mommy! I'll kick you to death. I'll kick you to death!”
Ying Qingcang shoved the boy away, moving past him to pick up Ah Sha instead. After that, he was prepared to leave the room with Xin Qing. When he walked past Ying Hao, he said, ”Deal with it however you see fit.”
”Daddy, big brother bullied me. You didn't scold him. Are you my daddy?!” a crying Ying Muhai yelled at Ying Hao. From the beginning till the end, Ying Hao never uttered a single word. Instead, he stared at Rong Siman coldly. Rong Siman stood up and wrapped an arm around Ying Muhai.
”I'm sorry,” she said to Ying Hao. ”It's my fault. I won't do it next time.”
Ying Hao's eyes never left Rong Siman. ”If this happens again, then you'll no longer be part of the Ying family. I have ways to prevent you from starving to death even when you're no longer Mrs. Ying.”
That night, Ying Hao brought Rong Siman back to England. Ah Sha was unable to sleep soundly after being startled by the incident. Xin Qing placed Ah Sha in their bed while Ying Qingcang held both the mother and daughter in his arms. ”I shouldn't have left your side. I knew that lunatic was up to no good, and yet I still left your side. I'm sorry,” Ying Qingcang said apologetically.
”It's not your fault,” Xin Qing said, leaning into his body. ”I was the one who didn't pay enough attention. I can't believe a boy that young is capable of such violent and unhealthy intent.”
A cold glint formed in Ying Qingcang eyes. ”I'll find out whose child that boy is, and then I'll chase her away for good.”
”It's not going to work,” Xin Qing said with a sigh, ”Your father is trying to atone for his mistakes. He won't touch Rong Siman.”
”He doesn't have a say in this. If that mother and child step out of line again, I won't give face to the old man at all.”
The next day, Young Master Shen was yelling at the top of his lungs as he burst into Ying Qingcang's office. ”Has Uncle Ying gone back?!”
”I'll kick him out myself anyway if he doesn't leave,” Ying Qingcang looked at him in annoyance. ”What's that got to do with you?”
”Why didn't he take my dad away too?” Young Master Shen said in a pained voice.
”When Uncle Shen chooses to leave is his own business.” Ying Qingcang waved his hand. ”I'm trying to go through these documents and you're in the way.”