Chapter 296: Chapter 296: Counterattack of the Female Lead in the Literary World
The next day.
The family woke up to the noise of Chu Muxi making a fuss.
“Bitch, who allowed you into the kitchen? Did you forget what I said before? Without my permission, don’t show up in front of me because just seeing you makes me nauseous. Why don’t you go live with your own family instead of just snatching away someone else’s? How revolting is that?”
Her words were accompanied by the scream of a maid and the sound of porcelain shattering on the floor.
“What’s going on here?”
Mrs. Jiang had just come down in the elevator to find the floor in chaos.
Jiang Leyi’s face bore a bright red palm print, and Chu Muxi was covered in rice paste.
The milk rice paste had spilled all over the floor.
Seeing the pillar of the family, Chu Muxi rushed to embrace Mrs. Jiang, “Mom, Jiang Leyi bullied me, took away my breakfast, and told me to scram.”
Jiang Leyi trembled with anger, “You’re lying! This breakfast is for Nannan. She’s just about to get up, and it would be nice for her to eat it while it’s still hot. I just asked you not to block the doorway. Don’t slander others with your vile lies.”
It was like a walk in the park for the old Jiang Nanshu to make baseless accusations like this.
She could only complain that others were mean to her, fabricating all sorts of lies and slander.
At first, the Jiang Family believed her a few times, asking Jiang Leyi to indulge her a bit, but as they gradually saw through her charades, they no longer showed her a favorable attitude.
But now she was up to her old tricks again.
Mrs. Jiang had a headache from the quarreling and wanted Chu Muxi to shut up quickly, “Yiyi, please indulge her a little. She has just returned, and her emotions are still unstable.”
Jiang Leyi pursed her lips and met Chu Muxi’s provocative gaze, that suffocating feeling returned.
It forced her to retreat step by step.
She let out a deep breath, turned to find a broom, and began to clean up the broken porcelain on the floor.
“I think Chu Muxi is right, I should find my own family. This home doesn’t belong to me. Mom, I won’t come here anymore. I don’t want to make you choose between her and me.”
Jiang Leyi’s voice was very soft, as if she was saying goodbye.
Suddenly, Mrs. Jiang felt a pang of panic, “Yiyi…”
“You should have scrammed long ago! It was just Dad and Mom’s kindness that let you stay till today, hurry up and scram back to the slums of the Ji Family,” Chu Muxi spoke with a sense of schadenfreude.
After cleaning up.
Regret flashed in Jiang Leyi’s eyes; she had wanted to make breakfast for Nannan, but that too had been ruined.
She hadn’t brought much with her when she came, and she wouldn’t take anything with her when she left.
All the clothes and jewelry bought for her by the Jiang Family, she left behind in that room.
Before leaving, she handed Mrs. Jiang a card.
Inside was all the money she had earned from running advertisements recently.
It wasn’t much, only about a million or so.
It wasn’t enough to repay the Jiang Family for their nurturing and care of her, and she would continue to earn more and then give it to them.
Mrs. Jiang suddenly felt as if there was a gash in her heart, letting in a cold breeze that ached with pain.
Her Yiyi.
Her treasured daughter she had raised for so many years was now walking away.
“Hmph, you should have left a long time ago, you’ve taken enough and should be satisfied.”
Unable to restrain herself, Mrs. Jiang shouted, “Shut your mouth!”
Chu Muxi was startled, her eyes slowly welling up with tears, “Mom… do you hate me now?”
Mrs. Jiang wanted to say more but remained silent, gradually calming down.
Fine, let’s wait until both sides have calmed down.
Jiang Leyi, apart from them, had no other relatives in Beijing. It was just talk spoken in anger.
She couldn’t let all her daughters leave her.
So she softened her tone, “No, it’s just that Nanshu…” She wanted to call her Nannan, but looking at her face, she couldn’t bring herself to say it, and awkwardly changed the subject: “It’s just that Yiyi has her own difficulties too. You shouldn’t always be driving her away. She only has us as family in Beijing, the Ji couple are not her biological parents.”
She thought that by saying this, it would elicit some pity from Chu Muxi for Jiang Leyi’s background, but she was wrong.
Chu Muxi would only feel discomfort. She liked to see the despairing faces of people who went from heaven to hell, believing that Jiang Leyi, who had enjoyed a good life for over a decade, was the daughter of poor folks.
But then she thought, if Jiang Leyi couldn’t find her family, didn’t that mean she was an orphan nobody wanted?
With that thought, she felt pleased again.
Being a Space Traveler, she knew that this world’s female protagonist belonged to a rags-to-riches genre. From a young age, the protagonist was naturally gifted and learned everything quickly, a decathlete of talents. She didn’t return to the wealthy family through a paternity test, but by her own abilities slapped the faces of all doubters, making her family proud of her, winning their acceptance and love.
Her biological family loved her, and her adoptive family loved her too.
And she also gained an incredibly happy ending.
That’s why she chose this reality to experience life in.
But the first time she laid eyes on the dilapidated environment of the Ji Family, she felt nauseated.
How could anyone live in such a place, with pigs raised in the yard alongside chickens? Although Mrs. Ji kept it clean, there was still a foul stench clinging to them.
The first time she traveled through time was when the body was four years old, ill, allowing her a chance to take over.
As soon as she opened her eyes, she heard Father Ji using the little flower pig raised by Jiang Nanshu to cheer her up.
She immediately frowned. Why keep such a dirty thing?
Or perhaps, to assert her presence, she viciously made Father Ji kill the little pig.
Father Ji was first shocked; he knew how much Jiang Nanshu treasured that little pig, feeding it personally every day. It was only because he had been sick these past few days that there had been a slight delay. In terms of raising pigs, he was even more attentive than his old father.
Seeing his hesitation, she began to wail and kick up a fuss, and Father Ji had no choice but to pick up a knife and slaughter the little pig.
At that time, she even made a point of supervising the job, fearing that Father Ji would disobey in secret.
So the little flower pig was killed right under her watch.
When Jiang Nanshu’s consciousness came back, she had no memory of her body being taken over and learning of the pig’s death, she cried her heart out.
And this was the world’s great heroine?
So weak and pitiful.
Hence, when Jiang Nanshu fainted at the age of fifteen, she took the opportunity to take over the body, had the system create a paternity test for her, and then she went to claim kinship.
There were shortcuts available, so why take so many detours to impress others when it only exhausted oneself?
Furthermore, the heroine of this world was meant to learn of her background at eighteen, but she refused kinship. Even when the Jiang Family pursued kinship, she chose to stay distant, only to finally, after much adversity, be moved by them and return to her biological family.
When she first read these plotlines, she felt that they were stupid to death.
Why not enjoy a good life and instead struggle outside for recognition?
Look at her, simply flaunting a paternity test document, she now lived the good life. With the foundation of a wealthy family, the glory of a singing queen, piano master, calligraphy master, gold songwriter, dance master, and so on, all belonged to her.
It’s just that she was a bit lazy and didn’t want to learn.
With these thoughts in mind, she suddenly heard footsteps from behind.
She turned around and met Jiang Nanshu’s gaze.
Chu Muxi clenched her fists, digging tightly into the palm of her hand.
This person, who should have been banished by her, memory erased, and have died in another world, had actually returned unscathed to this universe.
And she seemed even more terrifying than the character described in this rags-to-riches story.