“You—you’re just like your dead mother, ungrateful to the end! You worthless bastard, come out here, I’ll beat you to death!”

Yu Xifeng only opened the inner gate inside, and through the lattice, she retorted sharply.

“You’re so pathetic you look like a mangy dog. Back then you lived off a woman’s support and never had enough. Now you want to bring your new wife along to freeload as well. Truly, shameless people have no limits.”

Yang Rong shouted, “You’re talking nonsense! That woman was my mother! Everything was mine from the start!”

“Yang, have you forgotten? My surname is Yu.”

With just a few words, Yu Xifeng stirred Yang Rong’s anger fiercely. Xu Qingrou felt unease in her heart.

They had been married for years, so she knew Yang Rong well.

He cared most about his face, and back then, he hated being called someone who rose up by relying on his wife.

Behind the scenes, she often stirred trouble by making Yang Rong feel bitter whenever he saw Yu Xifeng.

But this wasn’t the time for that!

With Yu Xifeng provoking him like this, how could Yang Rong still have the face to live in the house?

“Little Yu, what you’re saying, no matter what, he is your dad…”

Yu Xifeng nodded: “Talking about property rights won’t get you anywhere. Now it’s about feelings, huh? Should I list out how much you’ve ‘cared’ for me, and what good things you’ve done?”

Yu Xifeng smiled, but her eyes were cold. “I started earning my own living in high school. Both of you had decent incomes, so I couldn’t get school subsidies. The week before the college entrance exam, I was still tutoring junior high English.”

“You were so afraid I’d outperform your daughter in the middle school exam that you put laxatives in my breakfast. When the college entrance exam results came out, you even reported me to the education bureau for cheating. You really are a stepmother who’s truly concerned for me.”

“You’ve misunderstood me…” Xu Qingrou was still unwilling to give up.

“Stop. Say that to Mr. Yang. Believe it or not, I’m not a fool.”

Yu Xifeng ignored the anxious Xu Qingrou and looked at Yang Rong: “Yang, if you have any shame left, don’t ever appear in front of me again in this lifetime. My mom used to tell me not to curse you or I’d shorten my life. I won’t hit you, but your two bastards—I’ll beat them every time I see them.”

Yu Xifeng pulled a crossbow from the cabinet.

She cocked it in front of Yang Rong, who stepped back several paces, opening his mouth but making no sound.

The arrow flew straight at him, brushing past his ear and hitting Yang Silong’s shoulder.

When hitting a snake, you strike at the seven-inch spot.

What did Yang Rong and Xu Qingrou care about most?

Not each other, nor that so-called lucky daughter.

It was Yang Silong.

He was the male heir carrying the Yang surname.

Because of this, Yang Rong always turned a blind eye to what Xu Qingrou did.

Xu Qingrou cried out in alarm and rushed forward, grabbing Yang Silong.

“How dare you!” Yang Rong roared in fury.

Yang Sizhu stood blankly nearby, helpless.

The crossbow went off with a bang, dropping to the ground. Yu Xifeng frowned; this missed shot was unexpected.

Yang Silong had something hard tucked close to his chest.

Still, the intimidation worked. Yu Xifeng did not want to push them into madness.

Either don’t act, or do it cleanly.

The underground shelter was still being rebuilt; she needed a clean record to guarantee she could get in.

Xu Qingrou turned her head, her gaze poisonous: “Your father sold all our possessions just to find you, renting the kayak. That man is still downstairs. We’re really out of money. If it weren’t for finding you, we wouldn’t be living such a hard life.”

This whole family had come over, still expecting her to pay for the boat fare.

Yu Xifeng laughed angrily.

“Came here however you came, leave the same way. You say that’s my dad? Are you worthy?”

She shut the door, ignoring the family any further.

She knew this family well. If she let just one crack open, these people would attack like hyenas smelling blood.

Failing to extort boat money from Yu Xifeng, Yang Rong finally dismissed the kayak man.

Xu Qingrou, with a dark face, took off a golden anklet from her ankle to pay for the boat fare.

“This is the only thing my dad left me…” Her eyes reddened.

Unfortunately, Yang Rong was in a heap of lawsuits, exhausted and hungry from the trip.

He didn’t notice Xu Qingrou’s grievance and weakness at all.

“If you had this, why didn’t you bring it earlier? Dragging it out this long makes me lose face.” Yang Rong’s tone was extremely impatient.

Xu Qingrou lowered her head.

Yang Sizhu tugged at her mother’s sleeve and glared resentfully at the tightly closed door of Yu Xifeng.

How could her sister be so selfish, so cruel and heartless?

Yu Xifeng’s clothes were intact, her complexion rosy, short hair neat and clean.

Yang Sizhu even smelled the scent of meat.

There was a faint fresh smell of fish in the air.

That scent teased her, making her heart itch. She wanted to slap Yu Xifeng’s face twice and make her kneel and hand over the food.

But Yang Sizhu knew she couldn’t.

Yu Xifeng was very different from before.

Yang Sizhu had always known Yu Xifeng was an ungrateful white-eyed wolf.

But before, she was timid and wanted their father’s affection.

Even for that, Yu Xifeng would humble herself to curry favor.

Before coming here, Yang Sizhu had prepared herself that as long as Yu Xifeng was sensible, she would make their father treat Yu Xifeng a little better.

Now thinking about it, her own thoughts were ridiculous.

She didn’t care about their father at all.

What shocked Yang Sizhu most was Yu Xifeng’s overwhelming aura and, even more so, her contempt.

From beginning to end, Yu Xifeng didn’t say a word to her.

How dare she not put her in her eyes!

On the 15th floor landing, Xu Qingrou was arranging to lay down a carpet.

Speaking of which, even the corridor here was far better than the shelter.

Yang Rong had only gotten out of the shelter under the pretense of looking for his daughter.

If people knew he had nowhere to go, he wouldn’t have been able to borrow a kayak from anyone.

Yang Sizhu stared at the gray-black carpet, feeling a stinging pain in her eyes.

The carpet was originally warm yellow, but after long neglect, its original color was unrecognizable.

Just as Yu Xifeng opened the door, Yang Sizhu had seen clearly.

Yu Xifeng’s home was clean and tidy, the floor tiles shining.

She still had the energy to clean, so her life couldn’t be too bad.

Now their family lived in the corridor, separated by only a door.

Yu Xifeng could sleep on a warm bed and secretly enjoy meat, while they suffered.