h4Chapter 289: Chapter 289 Farce/h4

    Sun Chan walked out, finally exhaling a long breath. It was really too awkward. Even though she found her own parents, why did she still feel so ufortable?

    Though she was now familiar with Guihua, Han Dong, and others, could joke around, and got along well with them.

    However, she still remained cautious with strangers, and knowing Father Yang didn’t like her, she acted even more distant.

    After Sun Chan left, Father Yang spoke angrily, "Sun Chan is so affectionate towards you, so cold and distant towards me, is she really my child?" Although Yang Yun was a little willful, she was very sensible towards me, clinging to my arm every day, calling ’Dad, Dad’ from when she was just a chubby little kid persistently by my side.

    Father Yang still preferred his eldest daughter.

    Zhao Jieyun looked at him calmly, "me Sun Chan afterward, first ask yourself how you’ve treated her! You probably only have one daughter in this life, but I have two children. It’s fine if you don’t like her; I will love her enough by myself."

    "Jieyun...stop being unreasonable, can you? The family is already this way, let’s not talk about this anymore."

    Zhao Jieyun ignored him entirely, going upstairs directly to pack her luggage. She had to move out tomorrow; maybe find a ce around where Sun Chan lived? Then it would be easier to get closer to her daughter.

    Yang Yun hadn’t been visited by her at all. Whatever, the more you stir, it still couldn’t change your grandpa’s decision.

    Yang Zhen saw Sun Chan leave, felt envious, and wanted to leave too.

    However, Yang Xiong personally came out and stopped her: "You just stay here. Tomorrow, I’ll have the driver take you to work. Yang Yun is upstairs, you can stay in the room prepared for Sun Chan. Stay one day, and after Yang Yun leaves tomorrow, it’ll be fine."

    "Alright," Yang Zhen could only smile reluctantly and agree, but she was really in a tough spot.

    After saying goodnight to Grandpa, she went upstairs.

    Sun Chan’s room was right next to Yang Yun’s. Yang Zhen hesitated a bit but didn’t go in. Forget it, she would greet Yang Yun tomorrow. Unexpectedly, just as Yang Zhen pushed the door open, she saw Yang Yun sitting by her bed.

    She was busy, hands holding scissors and one with a piece of clothing, with fierce intent, savagely cutting the fabric. And the floor was already covered in strips of shredded cloth, indicating she had destroyed several pieces.

    Yang Zhen widened her mouth in shock, then looked at the cab beside her. The cab door was open, and the clothes inside were all thrown out onto the floor; these were all new clothes Zhao Jieyun had bought for Sun Chan but were cut by Yang Yun! Some were strong enough that they couldn’t be cut with scissors, so they just had footprints all over them, ruined by her.

    Yang Zhen saw Yang Yun grab a dress and was about to cut it, shouting and running over, "What are you doing, Yang Yun!"

    Yang Yun abruptly pushed Yang Zhen away: "Let go! Don’t mind me, why should I have to share my good life? This bitch could never think of entering Yang’s pride; if I can’t have it, neither can she!"

    Yang Zhen angrily said, "I think you’vepletely lost it! Why are you doing this, Sun Chan is your own sister! How does ruining her things benefit you?"

    "So what! If I don’t like it, no one will take my things! Why should she wear clothes bought by my parents?"

    "Put the scissors down! You dress so brightly every day, why can’t Sun Chan have a single piece?"

    "Whose side are you on anyway, get lost! Beware or else I’ll hit you!" Yang Yun scratched and bit, still holding the scissors to stab Yang Zhen. Embracing her, they both fell to the ground, fighting and grappling.

    With such amotion, people outside quickly heard it: Zhao Jieyun and her husband hurried upstairs, seeing Yang Yun sitting on Yang Zhen, pping her hard, "Give me the scissors!"

    Yang Zhen would not let go of the scissors: "Stop destroying her clothes! Aunt bought those for Sun Chan!"

    "Get lost! Who told you to butt in?" Yang Yun tried twice more but couldn’t snatch them back, pping even more furiously.

    Yang Zhen’s face was red and swollen, yet she still refused to let go.

    Zhao Jieyun and Yang Dongfeng quickly heard the sound, rushing in to see such chaos, startled, hurriedly separating the two.

    Yang Yun, breathless, still tried to kick Yang Zhen’s stomach, being pulled away by Zhao Jieyun.

    "Reverse it!" Zhang Jieyun shouted.

    Father Yang angrily said, "What are you trying to do? Yang Yun, are you...did you experience some stimulus?" Afraid to say she was insane, fearing it might provoke his daughter, he had to hint gently.

    Yang Zhen kept coughing, tears, and snot flowing, feeling extremely miserable, with all the clothes torn on the ground.

    Zhao Jieyunforted her for a long time before Yang Zhen returned to normal.

    "Auntie, I’m alright."

    This time Yang Zhen was truly furious, pulling Yang Yun up and pping her a few times: "You’ve gone too far! Are you still my daughter? What did my little daughter ever do to you! Why are you like this? Are you trying to dig out your mom’s heart?"

    Yang Yun had never been beaten like this before, copsing into the ground, crying out loud, "I don’t want to go, I don’t want to leave, Dad, I’m wrong, I won’t let it happen!"

    Knowing begging her mother was useless, she pleaded with her father.

    Father Yang seeing Yang Yun’s swollen, pitiful face, felt his heartache; once such a proud and domineering girl, she turned into this within short moments.

    But looking at Yang Zhen, hit even worse, unsure if she could work tomorrow. He couldn’t show any of his sympathies.

    He could only say: "Zhenzhen, I’ve wronged you guys. Rest assured, I will properly discipline her."

    "I’m fine. I’ll go home." Yang Zhen finished speaking, didn’t look back at Yang Yun even once, and directly walked past her.

    Zhao Jieyun said, "Yang Yun, apologize to Zhenzhen right now."

    "I’m sorry." Yang Yun could only mumble lowly, under her mother’s warning gaze.

    But Yang Zhen did not react as before to her and instead left without looking back.

    "Hey, Yang Zhen, are you that petty! Be careful, I might ignore you for life!"

    Yang Zhen reached the door, turned back to look at Yang Yun, "I dare not overstep anymore. We don’t have to be cousins anymore, let’s have nothing to do with each other in the future." With that, she walked away directly.

    Father Yang frowned, somewhat dissatisfied with Yang Zhen’s attitude, which had never happened before, but he understood, knowing his daughter had offended someone.

    "Do you really have to be this way? Zhenzhen has such a good nature, you can make herpletely not deal with you? How will it be when you enter society in the future?" Zhao Jieyun now felt only disappointment in her heart, having entirely lost confidence in this daughter.