"According to what you say, I still need to thank her?" Bai Shuang sneered.
Yun Mu said: "That's not necessary, you just need to listen to your father and go over and make an apology video for Caizhen.
Although you are not biological sisters, Caizhen seems to treat you as her biological sister, and there is no need for you to be so alienated."
"My biological child?" Bai Shuang wrung out the towel, turned around and looked at Yun Yu with cold eyes, "So you still know what biological child is.
I thought that when you pushed me towards Lu Yao, you had already forgotten the meaning of the word biological."
Mica's face looked slightly embarrassed, but soon returned to normal.
She said confidently: "The person who made the engagement with Lu Yao back then was the daughter of the Yun family.
You are the heir of the Yun family. Is there anything wrong in asking you to marry Lu Yao?
Besides, the Lu Group has a great business, and Lu Yao is the apparent heir. We let you marry Lu Yao for your own good, so why do you have the idea of blaming us?"
Bai Shuang raised her chin slightly and stared at Yun Yu, "Okay, since I am the daughter of the Yun family, you should drive Yun Caizhen out of the Yun family now and let her return to where she belongs."
Yun Yuwei said: "You kid, weren't we talking about your apology? Why did you get involved in something else? What does this have to do with Caizhen?"
"You don't want to? It doesn't matter." Bai Shuang already knew that this would be the answer. She asked one more question just to show her attitude to Yun Ku.
Bai Shuang walked out of the bathroom holding a hot towel.
Father Yun was still sitting on the sofa with an angry look on his face. When he saw Bai Shuang come out, he snorted disdainfully, as if he was waiting for Bai Shuang to coax him.
However, Bai Shuang brushed past Yun's father and walked straight to the bed, without squinting, not even a trace of his peripheral vision was left to him.
Father Yun was still waiting for Bai Shuang to kneel down in tears, begging for mercy and apologizing to please him.
Unexpectedly, Bai Shuang didn't pay attention to him at all, and went to wipe Lu Yao's body affectionately!
"Rebellious girl! Evil son!" Father Yun's chest heaved with anger. He pointed his hand in the direction of Bai Shuang in mid-air and cursed a few words with disgust.
Yun Yu quickly came over to calm him down.
"I said don't recognize her back, don't recognize her back! Look, what kind of upbringing does she have? She really comes from the countryside, she can't even compare to Caizhen's hair!"
Yun's father got more and more angry as he scolded me.
At the end of the scolding, he stood up from the sofa excitedly, walked up to Bai Shuang, and wanted to stab Bai Shuang to death with his finger.
"Since you look down on me so much, then sever the parent-child relationship between us." Bai Shuang said in a thin voice.
Bai Shuang didn't raise his head, and didn't stop wiping Lu Yao's skin with his hands.
Yun Mu laughed awkwardly, her laughter dry, "Haha, Xiaoshuang, don't say angry words.
Why sever the relationship? We are your biological parents, and the same blood flows in our bodies.
Blood is thicker than water, and this cannot be stopped no matter what."
"So what you're saying is that unless I die, you will keep pestering me like this, right?"
The heating was obviously on in the room, but Bai Shuang's words were like a biting cold wind, instantly getting into the cracks of Father Yun and Yun Mu's soul.
Father Yun was stunned for a moment, and then he stuttered: "You, you rebellious girl, don't try to scare me with such shallow tactics as crying, making trouble, and hanging yourself. I..."
"I don't want to scare you, I just want you to know that unless Yun Caizhen leaves the Yun family and returns to where she belongs, I would rather be an orphan."
Bai Shuang raised his arm and pointed to the door: "Please go out now."
"Xiao Shuang..." Yun Mu still wanted to persuade her.
Bai Shuang: "Get out."
Father Yun was irritated by this word. He stepped forward in three or two steps and raised his palms high, "You little bastard, how dare you tell me to get out——"
Father Yun's slap did not fall on Bai Shuang's face as he expected.
Bai Shuang quickly moved to the side, and the position became free. Yun's father couldn't regain the strength in his hand, and his whole body leaned forward uncontrollably.
After a muffled sound, Father Yun's forehead hit the corner of the bedside table, and he immediately turned red.
"Old Yun!" Yunmu screamed and quickly ran over to help him up.
Bai Shuang stood aside, folding his arms and watching coldly, "This is the first and last time. If you want to attack me again next time, I won't just dodge."
Yun Mu couldn't understand, it was just a simple apology, how could things end up like this?
Father Yun's forehead was injured and the pain was excruciating.
His mouth could no longer make any other sounds except moans of pain, and even his eyes could no longer look fierce.
Yun Yu could only help him leave and go see a doctor quickly.
A short period of calm returned to the house.
In the evening, when Bai Shuang opened the door to pick up dinner, two more uninvited guests came.
"Hey, this room is nice." The woman with a bright red scarf on her head walked into the room unceremoniously, her shrewd eyes rolling around.
As she walked around, she took off her scarf and cotton-padded jacket, revealing the colorful hand-knitted sweater underneath.
The boy behind her also followed suit, sat down, took off his shoes, and lay down on the sofa.
"Mom, this sofa is so soft and comfortable!" The young man said and leaned over with a smile on his face.
Yang Hui smiled and said: "You can like it, but it's just a sofa. You jump up and down as hard as you can!"
Bai Shuang put the dinner on the dining table and was about to eat when the smell of smelly socks soon hit her.
"Put on your shoes." Bai Shuang said to Song Zhiyang.
Upon hearing this, Yang Hui's smile when she faced Song Zhiyang disappeared, and she changed to a sharp and mean expression.
"Xiaoyang is just a child. Why do you care about the child? His feet are smelly like a child. I think you have a dark heart, so you can only smell the stink!"
Song Zhiyang is nineteen years old this year, but in Yang Hui's eyes, he is still a child.
According to Yang Hui's logic, even if Song Zhiyang reaches ninety years old, as long as she is still alive, Song Zhiyang will still be a "child".
Bai Shuang curled her lips and smiled coldly, "For the sake of you being a child, I'll say it again, put on your shoes."
Before Yang Hui could spit out the fragrance again, Song Zhiyang quickly put on his shoes to stop her.
Song Zhiyang whispered in Yang Hui's ear: "Mom, stop talking, stop talking, don't forget what we came here for today."
Hearing this, Yang Hui's complexion finally improved a little, and she managed to show a smile, "Xiaoshuang, don't be angry.
Xiaoyang is your younger brother. If he doesn't do well in anything, you, as the elder sister, can definitely discipline him."
According to the usual practice, once Yang Hui showed a pleasant expression towards Song Baishuang, it would definitely mean something bad.