CHAPTER 127: CHAPTER 127: THE DAUGHTER OF AN OLD FLAME

Zhang Meimei has been unruly since she was young, fearing no one but her mother.

Now being scolded by Feng Qi, she could only reluctantly recount the ins and outs of the situation.

Feng Qi, upon hearing this, couldn’t help but chide, "Why are you picking on her for no reason? Your cousin has been dead for years, isn’t Zhan Hanjue allowed to remarry?"

"I just can’t stand it. My cousin died because of Zhan Hanjue. He never treated her well when she was alive, but now he’s so good to that Ye Ningwan. I’m unjustly angry for my cousin," Zhang Meimei shouted.

Feng Qi shook her head, "When will you grow up? What is Zhan Hanjue’s status now? Can you afford to provoke him? How he pampers Ye Ningwan is their family’s business, the in-law relationship between the Zhan Family and the Feng Family is long gone, you don’t need to meddle."

"And what about my cousin? He was sent away because of Ye Ningwan, aren’t you heartbroken?" Zhang Meimei said.

She’d also heard about Feng Jiuzun’s situation, knowing he secretly gave the century-old wild ginseng intended for her family’s elder to that woman, only to be rejected. She was bitterly disappointed, yet pained for him, wishing she could give him a good beating.

"His problem is even less of your concern, he brought it upon himself," Feng Qi said.

Zhang Meimei didn’t expect her mother to be so heartless, and sulked angrily without speaking.

At this moment, Zhang Wenchi returned home.

Seeing his daughter’s tear-streaked and angry face, he asked distressedly, "Meimei, what’s wrong? Who bullied you?"

"Dad, you have to stand up for me!" Zhang Meimei wailed loudly, throwing herself into Zhang Wenchi’s arms and burst into tears.

Zhang Wenchi only has her, not expecting her to be too successful, just wanting her to be happy in life.

Seeing her cry so hard now, he thought she’d been scolded by her mother again.

So he couldn’t help but say, "Don’t be too hard on her, she’s still our child, no need to compare with others."

"You blame me, do you even know what she did?" Feng Qi snorted coldly.

Zhang Wenchi quickly pushed away his darling daughter, asking with concern, "Sweetheart, what exactly happened?"

Zhang Meimei, through tears, recounted the conflict with Ye Ningwan to Zhang Wenchi.

Hearing this, Zhang Wenchi frowned, "Ye Ningwan, that girl from the Ye Family sent to the countryside?"

"It’s her," Zhang Meimei said.

Zhang Wenchi’s expression grew serious.

Feng Qi watched from the side, unable to help but frown.

Zhang Meimei suddenly thought of the rumor, and it was this talk that made Ye Ningwan hit her.

So, her eyes rolled, and she immediately said, "Dad, you’re not feeling sorry for her, are you? I heard before you and her mother..."

"Shut up, do you think you can speak recklessly about your parents’ matters?" Zhang Wenchi scolded her with a stern face.

Feng Qi was unhappy from the side, if not for their daughter’s reminder, she would’ve forgotten about this.

So, she sarcastically commented, "Why do you act like a cat whose tail got stepped on when old matters are brought up? Isn’t this your precious daughter? You get angry when I raise my voice, yet here you are scolding. Your daughter was bullied, how are you going to get her dignity back? Should we invite Ye Ningwan out and give our daughter some payback?"

"Childish squabbles, what do we adults interfering mean? Besides, it’s clear Meimei was in the wrong first, let’s just leave it at that," Zhang Wenchi said.

Feng Qi was furious.

In her view, Zhang Wenchi minimizing issues wasn’t about maintaining peace but about refusing to harm the daughter of an old flame.

"Zhang Wenchi, are you protecting Tang Xiaowan’s daughter? You’re such a good father, not protecting your own daughter, but another woman’s child."

"What old flame? Feng Qi, watch your words, the child is still here," Zhang Wenchi angrily retorted.

Feng Qi snorted, "You know your child’s here, your child was bullied by that old flame’s child, why won’t you avenge her? Meimei, this is your father, professing love for you all the time. But in his eyes, you’re not even as worthy as that old flame’s daughter."

"That’s why I said that Ye Ningwan deserves a beating, with such a seductive look, I heard from Ye Ya she looks just like her mother," Zhang Meimei said.

Zhang Wenchi’s expression changed slightly upon hearing this.

Feng Qi sharply noticed, and started to scream and curse again, "What, you still want to see her? Zhang Wenchi, how many years has it been, that woman has been dead for years, yet you’re still pining for her."

"Nonsense, nonsense," Zhang Wenchi angrily scolded.

After these words, he turned and left.

Feng Qi covered her face and started crying.

Outside, she is a strong woman, the mayor’s wife, and a daughter of the Feng Family. Who doesn’t envy her?

But only she knows how unhappy she’s been all these years.

Her husband keeps thinking about another woman and doesn’t truly love her.

What’s the use of having so much?

Without even the basic affection between husband and wife, what good are riches?

"Mom, please don’t cry. Didn’t you say tears are the most useless, and crying is the least capable way to solve problems?" Zhang Meimei said, heartbroken as she urged her crying mother.

Feng Qi wiped her tears away.

Yes, her daughter is right, crying is the most useless act.

At this time, a servant came to report, saying Mrs. Leng was here.

Mrs. Leng knew Feng Qi before marriage; they were close friends.

Even after getting married and having children, they maintained their friendship, meeting from time to time.

Mrs. Leng had heard about Zhang Meimei’s issue, which is why she came to visit.

Seeing even Feng Qi was crying, she quickly asked, "Why are even you crying?"

Feng Qi quickly wiped her tears and said to Mrs. Leng, "It’s nothing, something got in my eye."

Mrs. Leng shook her head and said, "With our years of friendship, you still lie to me?"

Zhang Meimei rushed to Mrs. Leng’s side, aggrieved, and told her the entire story.

"Auntie, you have to help us. Even my dad still remembers that old woman, which made my mom feel so wronged."

"This is really too much, remembering someone who’s been dead for years. And that Ye Ningwan is too much, daring to lay hands on our Meimei," Mrs. Leng said indignantly.

"Auntie, you’re Zhan Hanjue’s aunt, you have the authority to teach that woman a lesson," Zhang Meimei said.

Mrs. Leng said, "You all know my status as his aunt, Zhan Hanjue doesn’t listen to me. I went to see that woman because of Linglong before, but Zhan Hanjue protected her, I simply couldn’t do anything."

"What? Even you can’t do anything?" Zhang Meimei pouted in anger.

Mrs. Leng quickly smiled and patted her hand, "Don’t worry, Auntie will surely avenge the wrongs done to you. I already have a plan, just waiting for the right time to make that woman leave the Zhan Family."

"Auntie, you really know how to handle things," Zhang Meimei said, happily hugging Mrs. Leng’s arm.

Mrs. Leng smiled and said, "Then marry into our Leng Family soon, Auntie will make sure you’re never wronged again."