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"Dad, I really love Shiyu. I don't care about the marriage arrangement. I've even named my child 'This is Fake!'"
Yang Mo, visibly agitated, slammed his phone down on the table. I smiled.
"Yang Mo, you know my dad's handwriting."
Yang Mo's face turned a mix of pale and flushed. I continued, "And there’s a lawyer's signature on it."
"This inheritance declaration was personally handed to me by my dad before he passed away."
"It clearly states that I inherit all of my dad's assets, and these properties will not be considered marital property."
"Yang Mo, after all these years of enduring humiliation and bearing burdens, it turns out to be for nothing."
I let out a cold laugh and turned to leave with Mingyue.
But Yang Mo seemed to go mad, slamming his hand on the table.
"Shiyu, Shi Mingyue, you two shameless people, once you step out of this door today, don’t blame me for being rude!"
"I won’t let you have it easy!"
I looked at him in shock. I couldn’t believe he would say such things to his own daughter.
Shi Mingyue was furious but still worried.
Yang Mingyuan kept his head down, silent as if he hadn’t heard anything at all.
I looked coldly at Yang Mo: "What do you plan to do that’s so rude?"
Yang Mo snorted coldly: "Just wait and see."
With that, he left with Yang Mingyuan and the lawyer.
After returning home with Mingyue, we hired several bodyguards.
After all, Yang Mo is now a stray dog, and who knows what he might do? I certainly don't want to gamble with my life and my daughter's. But I didn't expect that Yang Mo was still unwilling to give up. He actually brought his daughter-in-law Lin Qian and their two-month-old grandson Dudu onto a variety show. I only knew before that Lin Qian was a star, but I didn't realize she was a rising internet sensation. It seems I underestimated her.
The three of them put on a performance in the show that resembled a tragic drama. They fabricated some stories, claiming that I was domineering and overbearing, and that whenever they did something slightly wrong, I would fly into a rage. They said they loved me, couldn't bear to be apart from me, and hoped I would return to them.
The host spoke up: "As the saying goes, there are no overnight grudges within a family." "Ms. Shiyu, do you see? Your husband, your son, your daughter-in-law, and your grandson are all waiting for you to come back." "In a family, what misunderstandings can't be resolved?" "I advise you to return sooner rather than later; after all, a big family can't do without a matriarch."
I held my phone and watched the comments in the live stream.
"Oh my gosh, I didn't expect Shiyu to be this kind of person."
"The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law have no overnight grudges; you should hurry back."
"This family is so miserable; the wife won't come home, the mother won't come home, the grandmother won't come home."
I laughed. It seems Yang Mo really is persistent. He actually thought of using netizens to pressure me. But the netizens don't know the truth; they will only be led along by the narrative.
But it doesn't matter.
The production team has sent me an invitation.
I was just worried about not having the opportunity to give Yang Mo a good slap in the face.
The private investigator from last time has sent me quite a few valuable things.
This time, I won't hold back.
A week later, I dressed up and appeared at the variety show venue with Mingyue.
The audience on site had long been eager to witness this feud among the wealthy families.
They all widened their eyes, waiting for us to take the stage.
The golden host walked up to me and began mediating our conflict.
"Ms. Shi, why are you unwilling to go home?"
"Is there something difficult to say?"
I shook my head and took out a USB drive from my bag.
"I suggest you take a look at this before we proceed with the mediation."
"It contains the whole story."
The host looked a bit puzzled.
When Yang Mo saw the USB drive, he first appeared uncertain,
but after glancing at me, he quickly regained his composure.
I think he probably thought that it contained nothing more than an inheritance declaration and a video of the Full Moon Banquet.
After all, aside from those, I seemed to have nothing substantial to present.
But he was wrong.
The first video on the USB drive was of him kneeling at my father's doorstep,
pleading for my father's consent for him to marry into our family.
The video was very clear, and his voice was distinctly audible.
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