CHAPTER 472: CHAPTER 472: NO COMPARISON

"I’m sorry, I don’t recognize that name," Qin Xiangnuan seemed indifferent, "My name is quite common. There are many people with the same name. Sister Tang, weren’t you here to look at clothes? We recently got some new arrivals that would suit you well. Would you like to try them on first?"

Sister Tang was absolutely thrilled by being called ’sister,’ considering she could be Qin Xiangnuan’s mother. Calling her ’sister’ really lifted her spirits, and it made her forget her previous annoyance. She focused on trying on clothes. It’s undeniable that Qin Xiangnuan has a great eye for fashion, able to match clothes perfectly according to one’s temperament, figure, and skin tone. Mrs. Song constantly admired herself in the mirror, extremely pleased with her appearance.

Regular customers get a 20% discount. The prices are high, but it’s still much cheaper than the regular price.

And since the clothes suited her so well, she was eager to pay.

She dressed beautifully and went back home. Upon seeing her, Qin Xiangmei couldn’t help but purse her lips. At her age, dressing so flamboyantly, who was she trying to impress? She herself would hesitate to buy clothes that cost hundreds, whereas this old woman dressed like this every day, which was infuriating.

Mrs. Song scoffed, intentionally dressing so beautifully, "So what? Qin Xiangmei, Qin Xiangnuan, such similar names, yet look at her, managing such a big clothing store, and you, without even a job. Though our Song Family isn’t short of that bit of money, idling around all day is truly laughable."

Upon hearing Qin Xiangnuan’s name, Qin Xiangmei felt a surge of anger, her facial features contorting. Qin Xiangnuan, always Qin Xiangnuan, why must she persist like a haunting spirit? In her life, nothing annoyed her more than the name Qin Xiangnuan.

She was so angry that she felt her insides burning. She immediately slammed the door in Mrs. Song’s face, which left Mrs. Song’s face flushed and red as a liver.

When Mr. Song came home, he saw Mrs. Song sitting on the sofa, angrily clenching her teeth and gripping the TV remote control so tightly she seemed like she might crush it.

"What happened?" Mr. Song got goosebumps seeing how hard she was gripping.

"What happened?" Mrs. Song sneered coldly, "It’s your beloved daughter-in-law, she dared to slam the door in my face. Where did I speak wrong, tell me where?"

With a huff, she stood up angrily and threw the remote control to the side.

Mr. Song felt a chill on his scalp. The relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law has been tricky since ancient times. Every major quarrel in the house was practically like a ’Star Wars’ battle.

He sighed, quickly trying to calm this infuriated ’mother tiger.’

"Look at how old you are, bickering with a child, isn’t it embarrassing?"

Mrs. Song felt somewhat ashamed by Mr. Song’s comment, and in her high heels, she stomped hard on Mr. Song’s foot. Mr. Song could only wryly smile while letting her stomp on him, that stomp was indeed quite heavy. He wondered if his foot would swell, but Mrs. Song seemed to have vented some of her anger with that stomp.

Then she went on to discuss today’s events with Mr. Song.

"From Jun, listen to me, the owner of the cafe we frequently visit is named Qin Xiangnuan, a friend’s daughter-in-law. You see, her name is so close to Qin Xiangmei’s, they might as well be sisters. But why can she afford to run such a big clothing store, while Qin Xiangmei doesn’t even want to look for a job? So arrogant yet useless, it really makes one’s teeth hurt from frustration."

Talking about it, she felt like her teeth truly were aching. It might be necessary to see a dentist tomorrow.

"Qin Xiangnuan?"

Mr. Song also felt this name sounded strange.

"This is so alike."

"Isn’t it?"

"People just cannot be compared; comparing people is truly infuriating."

Qin Xiangmei, listening in the room, got infuriated in just a moment, a vengeful wrath began clouding her vision as she felt an urge to fight someone.

"Open the door, open the door..." Bang, bang, bang, Qin Xiangmei pounded on the door forcefully, and soon, feeling unsatisfied, kicked the door as well. Meanwhile, barking sounds of dogs, woof woof woof, could be heard from inside, even disturbing the neighbors around.

Qin Xiangnuan just came out of the system, she was chatting with her future child while making clothes, when she heard loud knocking on the door—no, not knocking, but smashing, fiercely smashing. First, she secured Conghua and Congtou inside, to prevent the two disobedient dogs from biting anyone later.

Who is it? She opened the door and even before she could react, smack, she was slapped across the face.

Qin Xiangnuan was stunned, in her own home, she had actually been hit, actually been slapped. Her face, no one had ever slapped her in her entire life. Although she had lived through hardship before and endured all kinds of suffering, no one had dared to hit her face.

Qin Xiangmei, impressive, really impressive, she forced herself to forget the past grudges, as long as Qin Xiangmei did not appear in front of her, then she wouldn’t seek revenge on her own. But here she was, knocking on her door, did she think her face was that easy to slap?

She narrowed her eyes and also swung her hand out.

Smack, she retaliated against Qin Xiangmei’s face.

"How dare you hit me, you actually dared to hit me?" Qin Xiangmei got even more furious. She had never been hit by her parents her whole life, Qin Xiangnuan, she dared, she really dared.

"Qin Xiangnuan, you wretch, I’m going to fight you," Qin Xiangmei had obviously lost her rationale, but Qin Xiangnuan didn’t necessarily have to act like a lady at all times, she could become a shrew if needed.

The two women started grappling with each other.

Good, very good, Qin Xiangnuan kicked forcefully at Qin Xiangmei; she had learned quite a few self-defense techniques from Jian Zhiqing, and had never tried if they were really effective. Today was the perfect chance to test them on Qin Xiangmei, who brought this upon herself. How could she not fight back?

This lifetime, and the last, all their grudges could be settled now.

Gradually, Qin Xiangmei who only knew how to scratch faces and pull hair, started losing, her face had suffered several slaps, her hair was mess, and her clothes were torn.

And Qin Xiangnuan, relying on these few self-defense moves, managed to beat Qin Xiangmei to the extent that even her parents wouldn’t recognize her. When Jian Zhiqing came back, he saw Qin Xiangnuan straddling a woman, fiercely slapping her face, while she herself was not in much better condition, with messy hair, dirty clothes, and a swollen face.