CHAPTER 107: CHAPTER 107: SOWING DISCORD

Lyu Juncheng then noticed the people standing behind him. Not only had his own parents come, but his older brother was also there, along with the Yu family’s uncle and aunt. Although Lyu Juncheng wanted to speak ill of Xinyan, everyone at the factory knew what had happened before. Moreover, Xinyan wasn’t someone easy to deal with, and he really didn’t dare to put the blame on her.

He didn’t dare, but Yao Hui did. She immediately chimed in, "What else could it be? She’s just not happy, and she’s been going around telling people that her foster parents forced her into marriage."

After speaking, she kept observing Yu’s mother’s expression.

Yao Hui didn’t know Yu’s mother but guessed who she was from the question she asked.

Upon hearing this, Yu’s mother turned to Yu’s father, Yu Tiancheng, and said, "You still defend her? Pah, she’s just an ungrateful wretch."

She then turned to Lyu Juncheng and asked, "Where is that dead girl?"

Lyu Juncheng was more than happy to see the Yu family causing trouble for Xinyan. After all, they were divorced and he hoped they would give Xinyan a good scolding.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have bothered writing the letter back home.

Yao Hui snorted coldly and interjected, "She’s really hit the jackpot now. She’s a maid at the home of the head of our factory’s security department, earning fifteen yuan a month, enough to be an apprentice. Impressive, isn’t it?"

Upon hearing that she was earning fifteen yuan a month, Yu’s mother’s eyes lit up and she didn’t even mind her hungry stomach: "Then take auntie to her."

At this point, she wasn’t even thinking about settling scores with Lyu Juncheng; all she wanted was to find Xinyan to ask for money.

Yao Hui didn’t want to confront Xinyan directly, but she wanted to see Xinyan make a fool of herself. "Auntie, I’ll point you in the right direction. You can just ask someone when you get there, and you’ll find her."

Yu’s mother said to the Lyu family, "We’ll go find that dead girl first and then come back later."

Granny Lyu didn’t have a pleasant expression for the Yu family: "No need to come back. Since your daughter shamelessly climbed the social ladder, she should repay the two hundred yuan and the clothes we made for her as soon as possible."

Lyu Juncheng frowned, and as he was about to say something, Granny Lyu pulled him aside: "We haven’t had breakfast yet; get us something to eat first."

With his mother interrupting, he didn’t manage to say a word.

Looking up, the Yu couple was already following Yao Hui out of the courtyard.

Yao Hui was really afraid of Xinyan now, so she stood at the doorway, directing the Yu couple: "You can ask someone over there, everyone knows Director He."

Yu’s mother was very excited; fifteen yuan a month, after all.

Yu’s father, on the other hand, was full of worry.

After asking around, they quickly found He Jinxuan’s house. Yu’s mother was very high-profile about it, so soon everyone in the area knew Xinyan’s foster parents had come. Quite a few people came up with excuses to visit the Xie and Zhao families just to hear gossip and see the drama.

He Jinxuan had just finished clearing the dishes to wash them, and Xinyan went back to her room to prepare to make clothes. Just as she picked up the needle, she heard someone shouting outside, "Xinyan, you dead girl, come out here."

Upon hearing this voice, Xinyan thought: Here we go, they’ve finally come.

She propped herself up with the cane He Jinxuan had prepared for her, and as she stood up, she heard He Jinxuan coldly ask, "Who are you?"

Seeing He Jinxuan with a stern face, Yu’s mother tried to ingratiate herself: "You must be Director He. I’m Xinyan’s mother."

He Jinxuan didn’t respond to her and instead said with a mocking face, "And you’re Xinyan’s foster mother?"

Upon hearing this, Yu’s mother recalled what Yao Hui had said and without prompting, she explained, "Don’t listen to that dead girl’s nonsense. We didn’t force her; she wanted a better life, that’s why she agreed to the marriage with the Lyu family."