Outside the Sang family home.
“Qingqing, why are you back already? Did Regiment Commander Lu bully you? Don’t worry—with your father here, we won’t let him push you around!”
The moment Chu Lanhua saw Sang Qing, she immediately put on the act of a loving stepmother and reached out to take Sang Qing’s arm.
Before she could touch her, Auntie Zhao and Auntie Qian stepped forward and blocked her.
Sang Qing calmly sat down on the chair Li Xiaohe had brought over, crossed her arms, and looked at the woman before her.
“Chu Lanhua, I don’t feel like beating around the bush. Today, you, Old Sang, and your precious daughter are moving out of my house.”
“Sang Qing! Have you lost your mind? You’re the one who got married and moved out! What gives you the right to kick us out?!”
Sang Yanyan immediately jumped out, looking as though she wanted nothing more than to rush over and beat Sang Qing up.
It was one thing for Sang Qing to throw her weight around at home before she got married.
But now that she’d married into another family, she still dared come back and order everyone around?
Her mother had already told her that once Sang Qing got married, everything in this house would belong to her.
When she married in the future, all of it would become her dowry.
Sang Qing lazily glanced at Sang Yanyan before raising a hand.
“Auntie Zhao. Auntie Qian…”
Seeing the two women roll up their sleeves and walk toward her, Sang Yanyan gnashed her teeth.
“Sang Qing, do you still think you’re some rich young miss? If you dare let them hit me, I’ll—ah!”
Before she could finish speaking, Auntie Zhao and Auntie Qian slapped her across the face several times from both sides.
Smack! Smack!
Realizing Sang Qing wasn’t bluffing, Chu Lanhua immediately pulled Sang Yanyan back.
The fake smile vanished from her face as she stared coldly at Sang Qing.
“Sang Qing, you brought people to your own parents’ house to beat your family. Aren’t you afraid people will condemn you?”
Sang Qing arched a delicate brow and replied coolly,
“When did I bring people here to beat anyone? I simply brought two aunties to collect the dowry my mother left me. If someone blindly throws themselves into another person’s palm, whose fault is that?”
“You—!”
Holding her swollen cheek, Sang Yanyan tried to charge forward again, only to be stopped by Chu Lanhua.
Lowering her voice, Chu Lanhua whispered,
“Don’t confront her head-on. Your father will be home soon. Go invite the clan elders…”
Sang Qingshan was firmly on their side.
As long as the clan elders came, she refused to believe they couldn’t put this wretched girl in her place.
No matter how unwilling she was, Sang Yanyan had no choice but to obey.
After all, if her mother had managed to defeat Sang Qing’s mother back then, dealing with Sang Qing herself would be easy.
Throwing Sang Qing a vicious glare, Sang Yanyan hurried off.
Seeing this, Li Xiaohe leaned over and quietly asked,
“Sister-in-law, Sang Yanyan ran off. She’s definitely going to call for help. Should we…”
Sang Qing waved dismissively.
“No rush. The more people who come, the easier this will be.”
A faint smile curved her lips.
Combined with her already breathtaking face, it was almost impossible for anyone to refuse her.
Li Xiaohe silently stepped back.
No matter how many times he saw her, he still couldn’t withstand the overwhelming impact of their sister-in-law’s beauty.
He truly couldn’t understand how that old bastard Sang Qingshan could bear to mistreat someone like her.
Silently, Li Xiaohe added another tally against Sang Qingshan.
Later, he’d report every single one of them to the Regiment Commander.
Anyone who dared bully their sister-in-law could just wait for their commander’s reckoning.
The moment Sang Qingshan pushed open the courtyard gate, he felt an inexplicable chill run down the back of his neck.
When he spotted Sang Qing sitting calmly in the middle of the courtyard, he frowned.
“Why are you back? Don’t tell me Regiment Commander Lu sent you home because you threw another tantrum.”
He looked at her with obvious displeasure.
“I’m warning you. Stop making trouble for Regiment Commander Lu! Even if you come back to your parents’ house, I won’t let you stay!”
He was about to continue scolding her when Chu Lanhua suddenly rushed over and threw herself into his arms.
“Qingshan… I can’t go on living like this! Your daughter waited until you were gone before bringing people here to attack us! She’s leaving Yanyan and me no way to survive! Wuwuwu…”
Auntie Zhao and Auntie Qian watched with obvious disgust.
“At her age, she’s still acting all coquettish with a man. I sure couldn’t do that.”
“Exactly! She managed to remarry the director of a garment factory. She’s obviously got some impressive tricks.”
“No kidding. Otherwise, how could she have squeezed the first wife’s daughter out of the house?”
…
The two aunties chatted away without lowering their voices in the slightest, openly mocking Sang Qingshan and Chu Lanhua right to their faces.
Even Sang Qingshan’s arms stiffened awkwardly around Chu Lanhua.
After coughing awkwardly, he continued berating Sang Qing.
“What’s gotten into you? Before you got married, you bullied your stepmother and sister. Now you’re married, and you’ve brought people here to attack your own family. You’ve become completely lawless!”
Resting her chin on one hand, Sang Qing smiled with her beautiful peach blossom eyes.
“What? You think you’re qualified to lecture me?”
“You’re not.”
Her words instantly ignited Sang Qingshan’s temper.
Without another word, he grabbed a broom nearby and charged toward her.
Before he could even get close—
Smack! Smack!
“Ah!”
Two loud slaps landed squarely on his face.
Completely stunned, Sang Qingshan clutched his cheeks and stared at Auntie Zhao and Auntie Qian in disbelief.
“Y-you… what are you doing?!”
“I already said these two aunties came to help me move my things.”
Sang Qing tilted her head innocently.
“Some people just insist on running face-first into someone else’s palm.”
Her utterly helpless expression nearly made Sang Qingshan explode with rage.
“Sang Qing! I’m your father! This is unfilial behavior! Believe it or not, I’ll report this to the clan elders right now and have you expelled from the family!”
Watching him stomp around in fury, Sang Qing rolled her eyes elegantly.
“You?”
“You think you’re worthy?”
Sang Qingshan: “!!!”
He tried to charge at her again but was quickly stopped by Chu Lanhua.
“Old Sang, don’t quarrel with Qingqing because of me. I know she’s upset that I became her stepmother. I understand that, but…”
She looked at Sang Qing with pitiful eyes.
“But Qingqing… you can’t treat your father like this…”
Sang Qing let out a cold laugh.
“What’s it got to do with you?”
Chu Lanhua: “…”
Sang Qingshan was practically driven mad by this rebellious daughter.
His finger trembled as he pointed at her.
“Is… is this how you speak to your mother?!”
“She’s your wife.”
Sang Qing looked at him coldly.
“My mother is dead.”
“If she wants to be my mother, then she can hang on the wall with the memorial portrait.”
“Y-you…”
“The clan elders are here!”
Sang Yanyan’s voice suddenly rang out from the entrance.
A moment later, several elderly clan elders walked into the courtyard under her guidance.
Behind them came quite a few neighbors who had heard the commotion and come to watch.
Sang Yanyan shot Sang Qing a smug look before hurrying back to Chu Lanhua’s side.
Over the past few years, the clan elders had accepted plenty of gifts from her father.
She refused to believe they would side with that little bitch, Sang Qing.