Chapter 6 (1/2)

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

“This slap is to teach you a lesson!”

“Take a look at yourself in the mirror and see what you’re worth. Don’t be like your mother, always thinking about other people’s husbands!”

Massaging her sore wrist, Wu Mei glanced sideways at Yang Shan, whose expression was extremely awful. She deliberately made a jab at the mother and daughter’s sore spot as she scolded.

Wu Yi her face and got up from the ground with her hair in a mess. She looked like a crazy woman.

“You… you’re crazy! How dare you hit me!”

She felt a burning pain on her left cheek, as if it had swelled up in an instant. It was so numb that she could no longer feel anything.

Seeing his beloved daughter getting slapped, Wu Pang trembled with anger. Picking up the baseball bat that was placed at the side of the living room, he walked towards her.

“Who taught you to say such things?”

“You ill-bred thing, I’ll teach you a lesson today!”

As Yang Shan and Wu Yi enjoyed the show, Wu Mei simply held his wrist and exerted a little force, making him let go of the baseball bat. She kicked his knee pit and Wu Pang immediately fell on his knees before her!

Wu Pang was in utter disbelief.

When did this girl become so strong?

In the past, Wu Mei only knew how to cry and bear with it. How can such a drastic change happen overnight?

Wu Pang was in a state of shock and his thoughts were in chaos.

“Teach me a lesson? What right do you have to do that?”

Wu Mei bent down and looked at him coldly. The corners of her lips curled up into a scornful and derisive smile. “You only have your current life because of my mother’s dowry and my maternal Grandpa’s support. Don’t forget your roots when you’re living off a woman!”

She turned back to look at Yang Shan’s pale face and continued, “This villa that you guys are staying in belongs to my mother…”

“Living in someone else’s house and sleeping with someone else’s husband, isn’t a certain someone afraid of having nightmares?”

Yang Shan’s breathing became laboured due to anger.

Wu Mei sat down and glanced at Yang Shan, who was speechless. Relaxedly slumping into the sofa, Wu Mei looked down and fiddled with her nails.

Every corner in the villa seemed to be filled with beautiful memories of the Host and her mother… She felt a slight ache in her heart.

“Bullsh*t! This villa was willingly given to me when your mother and I got divorced! What do you know?”

Upon hearing this, Wu Pang’s fat chin and belly quivered with anger. It was hard to look at.

What exactly did Mum like about him back then?