After Li Mei'er left, the room lingered with the scent of her cheap perfume.
Mother cleared her throat softly.
"They are indeed testing us," her voice was hoarse, yet carried a chill.
Liao Yuyan sat down by the bed, her fingers instinctively stroking her silver necklace.
"They're getting anxious," she murmured, her mind racing.
In her past life, how had they been gradually consumed?
It was due to her father's biased listening and their subtle erosion.
In this life, they would turn the tables.
"Mom, what do you think their next move will be?" Liao Yuyan looked at her mother.
Her mother's gaze was sharp, completely unlike that of a seriously ill person.
"They will intensify their control over your father," Chu Xinyi said.
"His current state... makes him most susceptible to their influence."
Liao Yuyan's heart tightened.
Her father's indecisiveness had been a fatal weakness in her past life.
It wasn't that he didn't love them; he was simply too easily deceived and too accustomed to avoiding conflict.
She closed her eyes, the image of her father nestled against Li Mei'er, ignoring both her and her mother flashed through her mind.
The pain of abandonment felt like a knife twisting in her heart.
To awaken her father, she first needed to tear away the facade of Li Mei'er.
"They will take advantage of your illness and frequently appear in front of Father," Liao Yuyan analyzed.
"They might even speak ill of us in his presence, sowing discord between us."
This was Li Mei'er’s usual tactic; she was skilled in psychological manipulation and adept at exploiting men's weaknesses.
"I initially wanted to find a caretaker for you, but unexpectedly, I ended up with Liang Sihua. At first, she was trying to win over my father. I thought she might have feelings for him, but her family seemed happy, so I doubted it. Later, I gradually realized that they had planned from the beginning to replace you."
Just as the mother and daughter were whispering their discussion, a voice came from outside the door.
"Si Hua, Mei'er, what are you doing here?"
Immediately following was Li Mei'er’s soft voice: "Uncle Liao, we came to see Aunt Chu and brought you some supplements."
Liang Sihua gently echoed, "Yes, with Madam unwell, we as servants should show our concern."
The mother and daughter exchanged a glance, their expressions quickly returning to calm.
The door swung open, revealing Father, Liang Sihua, and Li Mei'er together at the entrance.
Father Liao Qitian's refined face bore a hint of fatigue; his eyes behind gold-rimmed glasses held a complex expression. Upon seeing Liao Yuyan there, he subtly furrowed his brow.
Li Mei'er wore a light yellow dress that made her look particularly charming. She held a thermos in her hand and wore a demure smile.
Liang Sihua appeared humble and obedient.
"Yu Yan, weren't you supposed to be at school?" Liao Qitian asked in a neutral tone.
That indifference struck Liao Yuyan's heart painfully once more.
In her past life, her father had been like this too—gradually distancing himself from her until he saw her as a burden.
"There are no classes today; I came back to check on Mom," Liao Yuyan replied calmly.
She noticed Li Mei'er subtly moving closer to Father, whispering sweetly in a tone only they could hear.
The expression on his father's face visibly softened, but his gaze towards Liao Yuyan grew increasingly impatient.
"Your mother needs to rest. Why are you making such a fuss here?" Liao Qitian reprimanded, his tone clearly biased.
His voice was not loud, but the disdain in it pierced Liao Yuyan like a cold knife.
Making a fuss? She was merely sitting by the bed, talking to her mother.
She suppressed the rising anger within her and chose not to argue.
Now was not the time for a dispute; her father had been too deeply misled.
Li Mei'er smirked with a hint of triumph, quickly masking it.
Liang Sihua also lowered her gaze, concealing the brilliance in her eyes.
Liao Qitian placed the supplements brought by Li Mei'er on the bedside table.
"Take care of yourself; there are matters at the company," he said to Chu Xinyi, his tone businesslike and devoid of any concern.
"Liang Sihua will take good care of you." After saying this, he intended to leave.
Comment 0 Comment Count