Kill crazy! The real daughter rushed to rectify the rich family!

"... Kong Kong, don't call me mom like that," the woman shook her head, unable to accept it. "I know you're unhappy, but Baozhu is also my child who I've raised for twenty years. Even if you don't want to get along with her, you can't ask me to sever ties with her from now on."

She took a step forward eagerly: "If you really can't understand, Mom can let her live abroad for a few years, or even longer. When you are more mature and can understand Mom, I will..."

"No," Ye Kong put his hands behind his back, took a step back and distanced himself from the woman. At the same time, he looked at the woman in front of him indifferently with a very calm attitude, "No need to wait until later, I understand you now."

"I even agree that you are a good mother." Ye Kong smiled, "But you are only a good mother to Ye Baozhu, not to me, Ye Kong."

"..."

"Do you think that my behavior so far has been out of anger and jealousy?"

Ye Kong laughed as if he found it ridiculous, "You still don't know me well enough, Ms. Fang. There is no one in the world who can make me angry and jealous."

"Every time I take an action that you find unacceptable, it is just telling you clearly that you must get rid of Ye Baozhu, you must give up Ye Baozhu, and you must make a choice - but your choice is to ignore me."

"You're just trying to be a good mother in front of me."

"You quarreled with the old woman for me? You cooked for me? You washed my clothes? You decorated my room? You cared about my sleep? You must think you did a good job, right? Because you did these competent things, you could so naturally ignore my rejection and disgust towards Ye Baozhu, and so optimistically put the ending you expected above my needs, because you are already a good mother - unfortunately, I just feel more and more annoyed."

"Everything you do, there are many people in this world who will do it for me if I need it. What's so special about you?"

Even her expression of disdain was cold: "I've called you mom for half a year, do you really think you can get me as your daughter for free?"

"You're still dreaming that I can live in peace with the filth that stole my identity? Calling each other sisters? How greedy."

"You have such a bold dream. No wonder Ye Baozhu, who was raised by you, has become so shameless."

"...Ye Kong!" Amid the uproar of the crowd, Ye Haichuan finally stepped forward and held the shaky and incredulous Madam Ye. He looked solemnly at the indifferent girl opposite him, "You've gone too far!"

"You'd better shut up, Mr. Ye."

Before he finished speaking, the girl's eyes had already landed on him, with the same cold and distant look as if she was looking at a stranger who came up to talk to her out of nowhere: "Do you think you have the right to teach me a lesson?"

Ye Haichuan was stunned: "..."

"I remember the first day I arrived at the Ye family, you told me that if I wanted to become a member of your family, I needed to work hard on my own."

Ye Kong laughed: "Do you know what I was thinking at that time?"

"I was thinking, this person is really funny, I don't know where he gets all the confidence and arrogance from."

As everyone looked at her like a madman, the girl looked at Ye Haichuan's eyes which had shrunk due to shock and asked, "Do you think that I, Ye Kong, came to your Ye family to beg?"

"..." Fang Siwan looked like she was about to faint. She shook her head with a pale face, "Don't say anymore, don't say anymore..."

She stumbled forward as if in a dream, wanting to hold Ye Kong's hand: "Come home with mom, mom will teach you slowly, mom..."

Once again she was dodged without hesitation.

Ye Kong looked at her and said indifferently: "You still regard yourself as my mother? You have never raised me, so what do you want to teach me?"

"During the past twenty years, while you were enjoying the happy daily life of loving mother and filial daughter, I was alone in Huahe as an orphan without a father or mother and was bullied by others. What did you tell me? You said you wanted me to wait until I was mature and sensible, and then I could have a deep sisterly relationship with your good daughter? And be a good child in your eyes?"

Ye Kong laughed briefly and asked curiously, "Ms. Fang, do you feel that you are particularly embarrassed and great? You have sacrificed too much for a bad kid like me who doesn't understand people?"

"...Ye Kong," Fang Siwan raised her hand to cover her heart, tears already streaming down her face, "Do you really have to talk to mom like this? You're tearing my heart out!"

"Is this what it means to have your heart ripped out? Then your heart is too fragile."

Ye Kong remained indifferent.

Her eyes were as cold as mercury, reflecting Fang Siwan's tearful eyes: "You really should try my life."

"Even in an orphanage where everyone is without a parent, a weird and lonely kid like me is also at the bottom of the social ladder. Being isolated is the norm, being called a monster and a bastard is a daily occurrence, and being beaten up and kicked is not uncommon—Hey!" Ye Kong suddenly blinked and raised a finger at Fang Siwan, "Don't make that expression, don't make that expression as if you feel heartbroken for me."

"Is this the first day you knew I grew up in an orphanage? Why do you feel so sad just now when you remember it?"

"I'm not telling you this to give you a stage to show how competent you are as a mother, nor am I telling you this to gain your cheap sympathy and guilt."

"I just want to tell you this." Ye Kong leaned over slightly and looked at her, "I don't owe you anything, Fang Siwan."

"So you must not indulge in your own hurt mother's script, and then delusionally hope that I will be sensible and understand you one day."

"That day will never come."

"So, don't bother me."

She stood up and seemed about to leave, but suddenly remembered something and stopped turning.

"Oh, and one more thing," she turned around, took out a small wallet she made from her pocket, and pulled out a few cards from it: "I don't have the habit of taking advantage of outsiders. I will now return all the cards you gave me."

She took out the secondary cards one by one, one by one, and wanted to return them to Fang Siwan, but was blocked by Ye Haichuan.

"Kong Kong." The man looked down at her.

Ye Kong glanced at him silently and stuffed all the cards into his hands.

The next second, Fang Siwan pushed Ye Haichuan away with trembling hands, and took a step towards Ye Kong, muttering in an uncontrollable tone: "Kongkong, stop talking in anger..."

"Yes," even Ye Baozhu covered her forehead, which had already stopped bleeding, and said in pain, "Third sister... No, Miss Third Ye, you really should stop being angry. Without your parents, how can you survive in Yuzhou? Your engagement with the Wen family is also based on the Ye family..."

Ye Haichuan suddenly turned around and looked at Ye Baozhu with eyes as sharp as knives. Ye Baozhu shivered and retracted her gaze, then stood next to Fang Siwan.

But before Ye Haichuan could finish his words, Master Wen, who seemed to have fallen asleep, suddenly spoke up: "Don't drag me down. I've already said it before, I like Ye Kong, and my engagement with Ye Kong won't be cancelled just because she's not a member of the Ye family—"

The man tilted his head and glanced at Ye Baozhu with sleepy eyes: "Just like I never acknowledged the engagement just because you are a member of the Ye family."