Chapter 583 It's Not That Hard to Bravely Tear Off the Mask
Ye Mu'en walked home that evening, a smile lingering on his lips as he thought about his experiences that night. He wondered if it was because he was with agreeable young people that he, an old man who had lived for decades, felt so much more relaxed.
Tang Zhao rushed home only after nine o'clock, grumbling about Ye Mu'en's desertion along the way. If not for that, he could have been home earlier and cooked himself a bowl of noodles.
Before the car had even stopped, several people rushed out. A sudden brake almost sent Tang Zhao's head crashing into the steering wheel. However, in the glare of the headlights, he recognized who was blocking his path.
With a sigh, he pushed open the car door and got out.
"Slap!"
Tang Zhao touched his stinging cheek and turned to look at the person who had struck him, his eyes filled with ice.
"Finished?"
"Tang Zhao! How could you do this to me?"
Tang Moli grabbed Tang Zhao's collar like a madwoman, but was roughly shoved away.
"What did I do?"
"You, you still won't admit it. You arranged Liu Shu's transfer, didn't you? Do you know why your brother-in-law was publicly humiliated and you didn't stop it? And why couldn't anyone find you today."
Tang Zhao gave a sarcastic look at the three people in front of him and said coldly, word by word.
"If I hadn't transferred Liu Shu, would you have waited for her to provoke Young Master Ye into acting? Do you not know who was behind your man being publicly humiliated? Do I not have work, and should I refuse work just to wait for your calls and summons?
Do you think too highly of yourselves? Not only are you insignificant in Mingcheng, but you are also insignificant to me now."
"You, Tang Zhao! Don't forget who raised you."
"No, I made it very clear that day, and I settled things with you very clearly. I don't owe you anything. On the contrary, your whole family owes me. So please never say that sentence again. It embarrasses me on your behalf!"
Tang Moli, enraged, raised her hand again, but Tang Zhao grabbed it and flung it away.
"My patience is limited, and I will no longer let you leech off me. Go and ask your parents at their graves if you are even a member of the Tang family!"
Tang Moli staggered back. Her heart was broken. They had even brought up their parents.
"Even if Mom and Dad were here, they would want us siblings to look out for each other."
"Forget it. Looking out for each other means it's mutual. Apart from the first few years when you let me have something to eat, for the past ten years or more, haven't I been supporting you? By now, the interest should have been paid off."
Liu Qingming, watching from the side, saw everything clearly. His brother-in-law had truly changed.
"Tang Zhao, don't forget that it's hard to get ahead in Mingcheng alone. Only by supporting each other can you climb higher."
Tang Zhao dug into his ear with his little finger. It was this scoundrel who was always instigating things behind the scenes.
"Yes, and you are the best example of that. Without me, how would you have been transferred to Mingcheng? But I never relied on you to get ahead; instead, I've always been dragged down by you.
And you, Liu Shu, with your education and ability, you couldn't even get close to the entrance of the unit. And your precious son. I have supported your family's living expenses, food, drink, and work for over a decade. If you have any conscience, live your lives peacefully and never come to me again."
Tang Zhao turned and walked away. After all, these were things they all knew. If they still came looking for him, it meant they never looked for reasons within themselves. What was the point of saying more?
"Tang Zhao, yes, you're right. But you can't just disown this relative, can you?"
"Leeches of relatives are better off disowned."
Liu Qingming understood clearly that if he lost his brother-in-law's support, he would stagnate and might even be transferred back to his original post. That would be more painful than killing him.
He quickly reached out and pinched his wife. Binding her with favors was no longer effective. The only thing that could work now was family ties.
Tang Moli was still lost in self-pity and couldn't understand her husband's signal. She yelped in pain and looked at him blankly.
"Xiao Zhao is your own brother, no matter what. You need to talk to him properly."
"Me!"
Tang Zhao laughed at their "interaction," a sarcastic mockery.
"Oh, oh, Xiao Zhao, I am your only relative in this world."
"When I get married and have children, I'll have many relatives too."
Tang Zhao ignored the people behind him, opened the door, and quickly closed it. As soon as he entered the house, he gulped down a cup of water. It seemed that bravely tearing off the mask wasn't difficult at all.
"Old Liu, what should we do? Wuwuwu~~"
Seeing the two hugging each other and crying, Liu Qingming irritably slapped each of them.
"Tang Moli, Liu Shu, this whole mess was caused by you. If you can't resolve this situation and Tang Zhao's attitude towards me, I'll kick you both out of the house.
If I'm sent back to my original post, I will definitely divorce you. Since you can't share the burden of a man, get out of the way."
All of this was seen by Tang Zhao, who was cooking noodles in the kitchen. He wasn't surprised by his brother-in-law's words at all and understood that these people wouldn't be easy to get rid of.
Little Mi'er was very happy today. Not only was she wearing a beautiful dance outfit, but she also had on soft-soled shoes, and she tiptoed with every step.
Ye Shengge looked at her daughter, who insisted on going to ballet class, with a headache. She had previously studied dance and piano, but each time she had complained about the effort and run back crying.
"Zi Mi'er, how long are you planning to stick with it this time?"
"I don't know, but I have to dance better than Tong Xixi."
Ye Shengge looked at her eldest aunt, who was smiling happily beside her, and slowly closed her eyes. It was these people who indulged her every whim that were slowing down the process of educating Mi'er.
"Little Mi'er will definitely be able to do it. We are the most precious white swans."
"Hee hee hee, I feel like I'm the prettiest."
Little Youyou saw his sister's bulging belly and short, thick legs. She looked like a fat duck in a swan costume.
"Tong Xixi is much thinner than you."
Ye Shengge pursed her lips, trying hard to suppress a laugh. Little Mi'er looked down at her own little belly.
"Wow~~ I want to lose weight!"
"Oh, my little darling, brother is just teasing you. We're not fat at all."
Ye Shengge simply walked away. She was losing her voice in this family. Little Youyou also left. These people were too noisy.
Zi Yisheng returned home and saw this scene. The little chubby girl, crying like a little cat, ran over.
"Daddy, am I fat?"
"Who said you're fat? How come I think you've even gotten thinner?"
"Really?"
"Of course, Daddy never lies."
He was already sweating profusely after coaxing his daughter. He went to find his wife, hoping for a little comfort.
"Your daughter is too much of a handful; you've worn me out."
"Aren't you enjoying it?"
Ye Shengge didn't even lift her eyelids. He only came to her to play the victim.
"Heh heh, that's true. Are you hiding because you're annoyed?"
"Zi Yisheng, have you thought about your daughter's education? Do you really want to raise a daughter who will eventually make you furious?"
"How could that happen? I'm subtly guiding her, aren't I? She's still young; we'll take it slow."