Chapter 642: Nothing 2

She looked at everyone in the room, their faces were very cold, as if they were looking at a heinous villain.

Especially the fourth brother, after Gu Mobei came back, he didn't look at her again.

Now, he looked at her, but those cold eyes were like ice picks, making her so painful that she couldn't breathe.

No matter what, she couldn't accept that she was the daughter of the Fu family, but in the end she became a stranger.

Tang Yaoyao shrugged her shoulders, smiled like a flower, and showed a bit of contempt: "It's okay if you don't say it. If you can find out that you have no blood relationship with the Qiao family, you can naturally find out. Who told you that?

Fu Mengyao lowered her head, her eyes blurred with tears, and finally said: "When I was very young, I was in elementary school, and I met a woman at school. She said, I am the only daughter of the Fu family..."

"Who is she, do you know her?"

Fu Mengyao's eyes were gloomy and she lost her mind: "I've never seen her before. She is well dressed. She should be the wife of a wealthy family. She told me that she saw with her own eyes that Fu Siya died. Let me be my eldest lady with peace of mind. No one can compete with me."

Hearing this, Qiao Rouge's complexion also turned pale.

She couldn't imagine that a child in elementary school would not feel weird or scared after hearing all this, and would never tell his family.

Tang Yaoyao squinted her eyes slightly, her voice was also a little cold: "So, at that time, you believed it, and you are very sure that you are the only daughter of the Fu family?"

Fu Mengyao laughed, with a sad voice: "Of course I believe her. She is beautiful and elegantly dressed. She told me so gently that she saw it with her own eyes. She didn't want me to tell anyone this secret. But at that time, I clearly understood that no one can compete with me, no one!"

Qiao Yanzhi walked up to her in two or three steps, and slapped her hard.

The strength is very heavy.

This slap made Fu Mengyao fall to the ground, her ears were buzzing, and she didn't recover for a while.

There was a trace of blood at the corner of her mouth, and she looked back at her, full of anger: "Why did you hit me? Why did you hit me?"

"I didn't know that you have such a vicious heart at such a young age. You just went to elementary school. You didn't tell me such a big thing. Just now, I thought that you became crazy because of jealousy. Now I understand that you have been a demon in human skin since you were a child."

If she knew about it at that time, she would definitely feel very strange.

Because, the news of Putao's death was only known to her, Lao Fu, and a few people from the police station, but she was sure that those people would never betray her.

So, who is that lady?

Why did she know and say these things to Fu Mengyao?

At that time, she would doubt it, and if she continued to investigate along this line, she wouldn't be separated from Putao for so many years. How many twenty years can there be in life?

She has missed Putao's childhood growth...

When she thought of this, she became angry. All of this was because she raised a white-eyed wolf.

Fu Mengyao didn't need any concealment anymore, her eyes were full of cruelty, she wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, and said coldly, "Why are you blaming me? You adopted me without finding out whether your daughter was dead or lost. What right do you have to blame me?"

Her words were vicious like snakes and scorpions: "Did I say that I want to recognize you as my mother? When you took me away from Third Aunt...from Qiao Mingzhu, I was just a baby. I have the right to choose whether I want to be the daughter of the Fu family or not?"

"I have no right. You didn't give it to me. Because you lost your beloved daughter, you took other people's daughter away. Now that I'm in Fu's house, what's wrong with me wanting to be favored by my brothers and parents? All of this is your fault and has nothing to do with me."

Listening to every word she said, Qiao Yanzhi's eyes turned red, like a knife piercing her heart, her cheeks turned pale from the pain.

In the past twenty years, what has she raised?

"Since you have brought me back, you should love me well, because Putao is dead. In a sense, I replaced her and gave you the opportunity to make up for the regret of losing your daughter in your heart in twenty years."

As she said that, Fu Mengyao smiled fiercely again, word by word: "My appearance is for condolences. Why, now that Putao is back, why do you want to treat me like this? In the end, you are the selfish people. When you need me, I am a baby. When you don't need me, I am just a rag."

"Ah……!"

Tang Yaoyao chuckled, then clapped her hands.

With one sound, seemingly with endless sarcasm, he rolled his lips lazily: "Sure enough, you not only have a vicious heart, but you also have a vicious mouth. With a clever mouth, you can say good things into bad things, and black things into white things. You really deserve this applause."

Fu Mengyao swallowed her throat, and looked at her indifferently: "Am I not right? And you, who were abandoned a few years ago, they didn't look for you at all, you should be a little bit self-aware, and now you suddenly come back begging for mercy, isn't it just to steal away the glory and wealth?"

Tang Yaoyao was not hurt by her fickleness at all, instead she smiled, her contemptuous gaze was like looking at a clown: "You are right, I really came back to snatch it from you, you can choose not to be snatched away by me, but can you stop it?"

Fu Mengyao tightly closed her lips, feeling a fire in her heart.

"The Fu family doesn't owe you anything. From the day they brought you back, they have loved you in every possible way. You have never lost anything that your brothers have. Back then, my third uncle passed away in a car accident, and my third aunt gave birth to a daughter. She suffered from depression and was unable to take care of the child. My mother, as an older sister, adopted you. How can I be sorry for you?"

Fu Mengyao remained silent, what she said was not wrong at all.

If Zhou Qingchuan hadn't passed away in a car accident, how could Qiao Mingzhu be depressed?

"At that time, who would have known that you were not my third aunt's daughter at all. Even if you were not, as long as you kept your own place and didn't expect too much, who would drive you out of the Fu family? My mother has adopted so many adopted sons who are not related by blood, and who will be kicked out of their ancestral home?"

Tang Yaoyao paused for a moment, then slowly raised her lips: "Even if you are not the biological daughter of the third aunt, the relationship of the past twenty years cannot be faked. You could have a brother and parents, but now, you have nothing."

Fu Mengyao was almost out of breath by what she continued to say, her eyes were bloodshot, and she tried her best not to shed tears: "Tang Yaoyao, you have such a cruel mouth."

She shrugged: "I'm just explaining the facts. From the beginning to the end, it's all your dark thoughts. Up to now, blame my mother? Blame my brother? Blame me? Oh, Fu Mengyao, if you want to blame, you can blame yourself,"

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