The Female Cannon Fodder With Boundless Merits-Chapter 1429 - 1442: Seeking Immortality (6)

Such a demeanor on a young girl of sixteen or seventeen would be coquettish, but if such a posture is displayed by a woman no longer young, the feeling is a bit indescribable.

"Brother Xiu Yu, Ah Lee already knows her mistakes, please don’t whip her, her body can’t take it."

Mrs. Tang was particularly sad, full of self-blame, "It’s all my fault for not giving Ah Lee a good body." She also blamed herself for not being able to capture her husband’s heart, making her daughter sharp and extreme at such a young age.

It’s all her fault as the mother for being useless.

She dared not say these words, Brother Xiu Yu did not like her appearance, even hated her delicate and sensitive nature, disliked her for always being tearful.

Yet she couldn’t help herself and always failed to control it.

Tang Xianxian secretly glanced at Ye Zhiru: She really was wonderful, like a cold plum in winter, exuding a subtle fragrance that attracted everyone’s attention, no wonder Brother Xiu Yu was fascinated by her. If she were a man, she would probably like this independent and aloof woman too.

Even if she was a twice-widowed woman, she would be willing to endure worldly opinions and bring her home as a wife.

Thinking of this, Tang Xianxian’s heart soured unbearably, tears spilled out like a riverbank bursting.

Su Li: "....."

Even if in the original owner’s memory, she had seen an image of her own mother, when truly faced with her, she still found herself unable to accept it.

Facing the tearful, innocent, and plaintive little woman, not only did she feel no sympathy, but she also had an impulse to punch past and block back the other’s tears.

The fake, delicate little white flower may rouse pity, but facing a real little white flower gives one a headache.

After crying for a while, the little white flower started to feel dizzy, almost falling to the ground, fortunately, the maid who followed them quickly supported her back.

Su Li understood how the original owner got her frail physique.

With such an overly worried mother whose own health was poor, how healthy could the child she bore possibly be?

Su XiuYu was not a person who pitied the tender beauties, in other words, all his love and affection were given to another woman, and he had no interest in others.

Su Li marveled and sighed: According to the clichés of romance novels, if Su XiuYu were the male protagonist blueprint, his affection only for his lover would hit the sweet spot for readers who love such passionate stories.

Meanwhile, Mrs. Tang, the cannon fodder ex-wife, served as the obstacle for the true love between them, adding layers to their deep affection.

How can love be considered great without any tumultuous waves?

It’s through the participation of cannon fodder that their love is seen as precious and unyielding, showcasing the steadfastness of love.

But what did Mrs. Tang do wrong? Is being weak her fault, has being tearful become her original sin?

Despite her dislike, Su Li still beckoned to Tang Xianxian, pinching her nose, "You, come here."

Since she temporarily took on the identity of the original owner, the original owner’s mother naturally held a bond with her.

Hearing Su Li’s call, Tang Xianxian’s eyes brightened, a flash of surprise mixed with her tears shone like twinkling stars.

She ran over, using her frail, willow-like slenderness to shield Su Li, and though she choked with fear, she spoke firmly in a soft voice, "Ah Lee, don’t be afraid, your mother won’t let anyone harm you."

Even though she was terrified, she bravely stood with arms spread wide, head bowed, not daring to meet the eyes of the couple opposite her.

She was clearly the one who could rightfully claim victimhood, yet she trembled as if continuously yielding to someone of higher standing.

Tang Xianxian was not without merit, at least now... Frightened as she was, she found the courage to stand here, desperately trying to protect her daughter.

The greatness of a mother’s love added a bit of light to the little white flower, complicating Su Li’s emotions as she coolly pulled her behind, "It’s they who wronged us, mother, you needn’t do this."

"Su Heyuan and Su Yansheng only suffer for their parents’ sake, I don’t think I did anything wrong."

The original owner was already a thoroughly bad girl, and Su Li had no intention of changing her image, if bad, one should be thoroughly bad, if ruthless, one should be utterly ruthless.

The little girl was still naive and kind to some extent; she was bad on the surface, but the most poisonous hatred lurked within hearts.

Su Li made this statement calmly with a slight smile, which not only deeply disappointed Ye Zhiru but also enraged Su XiuYu.

He was not stingy with his greatest malice towards Tang Xianxian, harshly saying, "Back then, I shouldn’t have let you keep this child on account of our past connections."

All of Su XiuYu’s tenderness was given to Ye Zhiru, while he left his most vile and venomous side to Tang Xianxian.

He, being a man who’d once shared years as her husband, knew best how to wreck a fragile mother’s heart.

His rejection was a retaliatory assault, stabbing hard into Tang Xianxian’s delicate, sensitive heart.

Tang Xianxian’s pale face turned deathly pale at once, her body swayed slightly, finding it difficult to stay standing.

The foundation supporting her existence was denied in an instant, which for a clinging-vine type of woman like her, was a catastrophic blow.

Su Li despised this cold-blooded man, "No, you didn’t allow it because of your feelings for my mother but because the old lady forced you, and you couldn’t argue back." So you took all your guilt for true love out on the innocent, simply due to your own incapability.

"It’s your own incompetence."

Exposed by a daughter he never acknowledged, Su XiuYu, trembling with rage, snatched the whip from the servant beside him and charged at Su Li with fierce determination.

By his stance, if he didn’t beat this wretched daughter to death today, he wouldn’t stop.

"What’s the commotion, what’s the commotion... Su XiuYu, do you want to anger me to death, you old woman? I’ve long known you hold a grudge against me, wishing I were dead to avenge your beloved, correct?"

The old lady leaned on a cane with one hand, the other supported by someone, belatedly arriving with a retinue of servants in tow.

She cast a severe glance at Su XiuYu with a pained heart, sobbing as she threatened, "I lay down my words today, want to harm my beloved granddaughter, go ahead and beat me dead."

The moment the old lady’s voice was heard, Su XiuYu’s body instantly stiffened, unsure whether to drop the whip or lash down.

Ye Zhiru lowered her eyelids with an anticipated expression, respectfully giving the old lady a formal bow.

However, the old lady ignored her, scolding under her breath as she passed: "Fox spirit."

Su XiuYu, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, wanted to get justice for his wife, but Ye Zhiru quickly held his hand down quietly.

The old lady had shown her a sour face more than once, and she didn’t want her husband to have a fallout with the old lady, in the end, making things difficult for him.