My whole family abuses me? Then I will abuse the whole family!

A girl chuckled from the other end of the line, her voice filled with genuine joy, "Congratulations."

"So what are your plans next?"

Yan Qingqing did not answer, but looked at the sky outside the window. It was deep blue with a few white clouds floating in the sky, just like the day when she sent Fang Yanxin to take the college entrance examination.

That day was the day that changed her mind.

Aunt Mei didn't stay in the shop for long before she felt it was too hot outside and went back.

She stubbornly ran to the school gate and waited until she really got heatstroke. When she opened her eyes again, she found herself lying in a convenience store with Wen Jing sitting next to her.

Wen Jing's face showed obvious disgust, but she kept fanning her with her hands and applying a popsicle in a plastic bag to her forehead.

That was quite impolite, "If Fang Yanxin saw you collapsed here with heat stroke, do you think he would be happy?"

Yan Qingqing was very dissatisfied, but couldn't find any words to refute, "What do you care?!"

Wen Jing snorted, "Do you think I care about you? If I hadn't considered you as Fang Yanxin's biological mother, I wouldn't have come to save you in the hot sun."

Yan Qingqing was so irritated by her words that she wanted to stand up and hit her. Wen Jing simply grabbed her arm forcefully, dragged her outside, and shook her off with one hand, "You take my kindness for granted, so continue to sunbathe." After saying that, she turned around and left.

Yan Qingqing was thrown so hard that she staggered and almost fell down. She was so angry that she was about to die.

The sun was shining brightly outside. She was already suffering from heatstroke, and now her vision was a little dark.

Wen Jing's steps were a little quick again, and she wanted to catch up with her and hit her.

She held her breath and followed Wen Jing to her clothing store, not noticing that Wen Jing always walked in shaded and cool places.

All she was thinking about was to smash her shop to see how she could still act so arrogantly.

As soon as I entered the store, I saw a red hip-hugging long skirt.

The skirt was worn on a mannequin and placed on a display stand in the middle of the store. With several lights shining from above, the red skirt was sparkling.

It was like seeing my younger self standing in front of me.

For some reason, Yan Qingqing felt a lump in her throat and wanted to cry, but she couldn't cry here because of her face, and tears welled up in her eyes.

The younger sister who had come forward to greet her was frightened by her behavior and hurried to comfort her.

Yan Qingqing took a long time to calm down. In order to hide her emotions, she walked up to Wen Jing with a haughty look on her face, "Why do you have that skirt here?"

Wen Jing was in a very bad mood right now, as if she had thorns all over her body. Her tone was as aggressive as it could be, "Why do you care where I come from?"

The words were sent back to Yan Qingqing without any change, and Yan Qingqing felt a little stuffy in the chest.

She had now forgotten that she came here to smash the store, but now she really wanted the skirt.

"How much is that skirt? I'll buy it."

Wen Jing raised her eyebrows, her tone still aggressive, "I won't sell you to anyone else!"

"You!" Yan Qingqing was furious. "I am your future mother-in-law. How dare you be so disrespectful to me? Do you still want to marry into the Fang family?"

Wen Jing rolled her eyes and said, "Come on, whoever wants to enter the Fang family's pigpen can enter. I must be mentally ill to think of marrying into the Fang family and becoming a pig to be slaughtered by others."

These words really broke Yan Qingqing's defense.

She was just the pig that was eaten by the Fang family until only a skeleton was left.

She was tongue-tied and didn’t know what to say back, so she cried anxiously, “You bully me... wuwu... wuwu...”

She cried so hard that it scared the other people in the store, and they all asked what was wrong.

Wen Jing explained a few words and took her to the small warehouse behind the store.

"Cry here if you want to, don't interfere with my business."

Yan Qingqing felt even more aggrieved, sobbing, "Am I really... a... troublemaker?"

Wen Jing didn't go out, but sat on the floor next to the wall where new clothes were piled up and unopened. "Do you think you are?"

Yan Qingqing also sat down inexplicably, a little uncertain, "I should be, right?"

The small warehouse was a bit stuffy. Wen Jing took out two popsicles from somewhere and handed one to her. "So what do you think is bothering you?"

Yan Qingqing was stunned. She took the food but didn't eat it. She racked her brains and thought for a while, "I don't know what annoys me, but my husband, my son, my mother-in-law all think I'm annoying. Even you think I'm annoying."

Wen Jing sipped on her popsicle, "That's because they find your unnecessary behavior annoying."

"Take today's incident for example. Do you think Fang Yanxin needs you to stand in the sun and wait for him to take the exam?"

Yan Qingqing also felt a little hot and was about to put the popsicle in her mouth, but when she heard her words, she was like a cat with its fur standing on end, "He needs it!"

Wen Jing asked again, "Why does he need it?"

Yan Qingqing said confidently, "On such an important day as the college entrance examination, other parents are waiting for him outside, but I am not. He will definitely be unhappy."

Wen Jing sucked hard on the popsicle and made a "tsk" sound. "Who is happy, you or him?"

"Of course he is happy."

"He's happy that you almost died from heat stroke?"

These words instantly stifled Yan Qingqing. She moved her lips for a while but couldn't find any reason to refute.

"Then put yourself in their shoes. Do your parents often say, 'I'm doing this for your own good?'"

Yan Qingqing was annoyed when she heard her say this, "How did you know?"

"That's it. Conversely, your husband and son find you annoying because you like to put pressure on them and do things that you think are good for them. Your actions are just self-touching and self-sacrificing. To them, your actions are useless and make them feel very stressed. So they find you annoying."

Yan Qingqing opened her mouth and wanted to refute something, but she couldn't say anything because what Wen Jing said was the truth.

Seeing that she had listened carefully, Wen Jing continued, "Have you noticed that Fang Yanxin and his father's personalities are becoming more and more alike?"

The popsicle in Yan Qingqing's hand had melted, and the water flowed onto her hands. Wen Jing quickly stuffed the popsicle into her mouth.

Yan Qingqing's lips touched the cold popsicle and she shuddered. She subconsciously opened her mouth and ate the popsicle, and the stuffy feeling disappeared instantly.

Thinking back, it is true. Although the father and son always quarrel whenever they meet, their style of doing things is the same.

Wen Jing is just like she was back then, with some good qualities.

Whether it is power or money, they are both tangible benefits.

Fang Yanxin did not despise Wen Jing's identity as a widow and even chased after her to please her. The biggest reason was that Wen Jing was smart, could make money, understood the ways of the world, had no background, and was very easy to control.

Just like Fang Hanchuan fell in love with her in the beginning, it was because he wanted the Yan family to pay to put him in a high position, and once he got the power, he would turn around and control her.

"He...shouldn't become as ungrateful and heartless as his father."

Wen Jing just snorted, "You don't even believe what you said."

Yan Qingqing was silent, licking the popsicle in her hand.

The small warehouse was quiet for a while.

Wen Jing broke the silence, her tone somewhat bewitching: "I'm very curious, Fang Hanchuan has been arguing about divorce so many times, why don't you agree to divorce? Is it because you don't want to?"

Yan Qingqing's pupils shrank, but she said helplessly, "It's me who can't leave."