SMACK!
Before Yang Huixian could finish speaking, Yang Huishu, her eyes red with fury, stepped forward and slapped her hard across the face. "You bitch! How could I have a sister like you? I'm cutting ties with you!"
An Heping, seeing his wife take action, withdrew the step he had been about to take, but he looked at Yang Huixian with disgust and said, "Having been liked by a woman like you was the greatest shame of my life. If I'd known this would happen, I never would have saved you back when you were almost attacked!"
Yang Huishu's slap didn't anger Yang Huixian, because she knew deep down she deserved it. But An Heping's disgusted gaze and words pierced her heart deeply, causing her to lose all reason:
"If it hadn't been for her—Yang Huishu—flirting around and provoking people she shouldn't have, would I have almost been attacked trying to save her? You think you saved me? You saved the me who was dragged into trouble because of her!"
"No one understands why we, identical twin sisters, are like fire and water. In everyone else's eyes, I'm the arrogant, domineering older sister, and she's the pure, innocent younger one. But they don't know how much I've suffered because of her since we were kids, how many of her messes I've taken the blame for."
"You think I fell for you because you saved me back then? Let me tell you—no. From the very first moment I laid eyes on you, I was in love with you. And she—my dear sister—didn't like you at first. But after she found out I liked you, she used the excuse of getting to know you for me to approach you, to seduce you…"
Seeing Yang Huixian getting more and more agitated, An Heping couldn't help but frown and cut her off: "You're the older sister, and you dare speak about your younger sister like that? How old was she back then? Those men liked her because she was beautiful and lovely—everyone appreciates beauty. That's their problem, not your sister's. She never gave them any unrealistic hopes."
"Also, when your sister first approached me, she really was asking about my preferences for you. But I made it clear to her from the very beginning—I don't like your round-faced looks. I prefer your sister's oval-faced looks. That's a matter of personal taste. Even if I hadn't fallen for your sister, I never would have fallen for you. Maybe your sister was afraid of hurting your pride and didn't tell you at first, but I remember I personally told you later. So you just didn't listen?"
Yang Huixian, eyes red, gritted her teeth: "I heard you. But I can't accept it. We're twins, yet we had to have different faces—and you rejected me because of a face. How am I supposed to accept that?"
An Ran couldn't listen anymore: "So what you're saying is you still have feelings for my biological father? Let me ask you, Uncle—I heard the whole 'two women fighting over one man' thing caused quite a stir back then. I want to know, what were you thinking when you married my aunt? Look, it's been so many years, and my aunt is still pining over my real dad. She's practically shoving the green hat right in your face—and you've got nothing to say about it?"
An Hegui was flushed red with embarrassment at An Ran's words. He wanted to say something, but his mouth felt sewn shut, unable to open.
An Heping, meanwhile, looked at An Ran with some surprise. In his impression, An Ran had always been a quiet, reserved person—but today she had truly exceeded his expectations.
An Ran didn't want to hear any more of their old romantic entanglements. She took the lead and looked at her biological parents, asking how they planned to deal with Yang Huixian.
After all, she had just admitted with her own mouth that she had deliberately switched the children back then.
At the mention of this, Yang Huishu angrily declared that they should switch the children back and that Yang Huixian should apologize.
Hearing Yang Huishu's words, An Ran couldn't help but roll her eyes. Yang Huixian's actions were no different from a human trafficker's—someone like her should be sent to face the firing squad.
An apology?
That was letting her off way too easy.
Fortunately, An Heping didn't disappoint her and directly said the words "call the police."
No matter the era, ordinary people hold a certain reverence for the police, and someone like Yang Huixian who had done wrong would avoid them at all costs.
Hearing An Heping say he would call the police, Yang Huixian immediately threatened: "If you dare call the police, then I dare report you all. At worst, we all go down together."
Others listening might not understand what she meant, but An Heping and Yang Huishu knew exactly what she was referring to.
Seeing Yang Huixian looking like she was ready to burn everything to the ground, An Heping let out a sneer: "Fine, go ahead and report us. But when you do, don't forget to report yourself—after all, whatever your sister has, you have too. Oh, by the way, I happen to know the chairman of the Revolutionary Committee. Want me to introduce you? After you report us, which family do you think will come out worse?"
Yang Huixian: "…"
At first, An Ran didn't react, but after hearing An Heping's words, she immediately understood. Her grandmother had been labeled a rightist because she was the daughter of a capitalist, and her eldest uncle had also been labeled a rightist due to his experience studying abroad. Her grandfather and eldest aunt had been sent down to the countryside because they refused to sever ties with their respective wife and husband. Her own mother and Yang Huishu, as married daughters, had avoided being implicated by distancing themselves from the family at the first opportunity. But if it were now revealed that they had a large amount of gold bars in their possession, at best they would be confiscated, and at worst, they would be labeled rightists.
After all, as an ordinary working-class family, the An family certainly couldn't have come up with so many gold bars. The gold bars in their hands must have been part of her grandmother's dowry.
She never expected that Yang Huixian would actually try to go down in flames with them.
Fortunately, her biological father was reliable and managed to intimidate her with just a few words.
But no matter what, calling the police was definitely out of the question now.
After all, in this special era, one careless move could lead to a wrongful death.
She did want to take revenge on Yang Huixian, but she didn't want to implicate others.
Moreover, even if she wanted to call the police, she never really thought she could actually get Yang Huixian sent to the police station, because in her previous life, when she learned the truth and wanted to report it, her biological mother had a bout of saintly compassion and stopped her from doing so.
Now, although her biological mother looked furious after learning the truth, she only thought about swapping the children back and having Yang Huixian apologize. She could guarantee that even if Yang Huixian hadn't just threatened them, her mother would have jumped in to stop her anyway.
In any case, she had already made Yang Huixian pay a price. She believed that once Yang Huixian realized what she had lost, she would suffer more than if she had been sent to the police station.
Yang Huixian was also someone who could bend and stretch. Seeing that her threat hadn't worked, she immediately softened, apologized, and expressed her willingness to compensate An Ran.
Although An Heping wasn't afraid of completely burning bridges with Yang Huixian, considering that the cost of a complete fallout would be too high, he looked at An Ran to ask for her opinion.
After all, An Ran was the biggest victim here.
And he could tell that An Ran wanted to call the police.
If An Ran insisted on calling the police, he would be willing to support her at all costs.
When his wife was about to speak, An Heping even stopped her with a look.
Although Yang Huixian swapping their child was despicable, as biological parents, they had failed to notice anything for so many years. It wasn't just Yang Huixian who owed the child—they owed her too.
So at this moment, they couldn't put any pressure on the child.
An Ran pretended to lower her head and think for a moment before asking, "How will you compensate me?"
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