But Ni Yang never considered if she would care about the Ni Family’s businesses.
Did Ni Yang really think they were the same kind of person?
What a joke!
Wu Yanyun now hated Ni Yang so much!
Hated her to the bone.
Because of Ni Yang’s presence, she stole all the attention from those around her.
Even the gentle and elegant Mr. Du was deceived by Ni Yang...
What gave Ni Yang the right?
In what way was she inferior to Ni Yang?
Why did everyone stand on Ni Yang’s side?
Was this really fair to her?
Yan Erju sighed helplessly, "Forget it, forget it, I won’t talk to you about it anymore, and you shouldn’t be angry. Anyway, Yangyang and her mother have already decided to cut ties with you, even if you regret it now and come to your senses, it’s too late."
Wu Yanyun said, "I am the one who cut ties with them, not the other way around! They don’t have the right to cut ties with me!"
Erju didn’t continue the conversation.
The room was just too stuffy. Wu Yanyun took a deep breath, "Mom, I’m going out for a walk."
Erju nodded her head.
The snow had just fallen, and the air outside was refreshing.
Wu Yanyun, looking at the pure white surroundings, felt her eyes slowly start to moisten.
She felt like a joke.
Her adoptive parents didn’t understand her.
Any sorrow in her heart had to be suppressed by herself.
Maybe this was the difference between biological and non-biological.
After standing outside for a long time, Wu Yanyun finally calmed down and headed back inside.
A little while later, Wu Dalong and Wu Erlong, having finished their snowball fight, came back in, and the atmosphere in the Wu Family warmed up a bit.
Wu Yanyun watched Wu Dalong and Wu Erlong, suddenly envious of these two younger brothers.
If she had been born to Yan Erju, it definitely wouldn’t be like it was today.
The New Year was fast approaching, so today Ni Yang and Mo Qishen went together to the Mo Family to visit the two elders.
Knowing that Ni Yang was coming, Old Master Mo and Old Madam Mo had prepared a pile of fruit and a table full of dishes early on.
As soon as Ni Yang and Mo Qishen entered the Mo Family’s gate, Mo Hudie dashed over from the side—
"Sister Ni Yang!"
Bang!
Because of the sudden impact, Ni Yang staggered, nearly falling backward, but fortunately, a hand swiftly supported her waist, its slender fingers giving a gentle pinch there.
It felt tingling, like a mild electric shock.
Ni Yang glanced back with a slight frown at Mo Qishen.
Mo Qishen pursed his lips in a slight smile, "Let’s go inside. Xiaodie, you have to be careful next time; you almost knocked your future little auntie over just now!"
Mo Hudie tilted her head and laughed, "Thankfully, little uncle was there to heroically save the beauty!"
"Little girl!" Mo Qishen reached out and tapped Mo Hudie’s head.
Ni Yang said, "Xiaodie seems to have grown quite a bit taller again!"
Mo Hudie nodded vigorously, "Right, right, Sister Ni Yang, I’m now one meter fifty! I grew more than ten centimeters in the second half of the year!"
The heating in the Mo Family’s house was very warm, and as soon as Ni Yang entered, she took off her coat, which Mo Qishen smoothly took from her, draping it over his arm.
"Yangyang is here!"
Hearing the noise, Old Master Mo and Old Madam Mo came out from inside the house.
"Uncle, Auntie," Ni Yang greeted politely.
"You’ve lost weight, lost weight, you’re thinner again," Old Madam Mo said, holding Ni Yang’s hand, "Is it because you’ve been under too much stress lately?"
Ni Yang shook her head with a smile, "No, maybe I just naturally don’t gain weight."
Another reason was dietary therapy.
Having stuck with it for so long, how could there not be any effect at all?
But in the eyes of the older generation, being able to eat well is a blessing, and being chubby is even more so; therefore, Ni Yang didn’t mention the dietary therapy.
Old Madam Mo said, "You look so skinny, those legs, and your waist, Qishen could break it with just one hand. Yangyang, you need to eat more! Only by eating more can you put on weight!"
Mo Qishen’s gaze was indifferent. Although Ni Yang looked thin, her figure was very well-proportioned. Where she should be slim, there wasn’t an ounce of excess fat, and where she shouldn’t be slim, she wasn’t the slightest bit underweight.
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