Chapter 774: Get Out

The next day.

Yan Ji was called back to the Yan family by Yan Wei on the phone.

Last night, in order to get a good night's sleep, she turned her phone to silent. When she woke up this morning and looked at it, the screen was full of missed calls and unread WeChat messages. Most of them were from Yan Jiaojiao and Zhou Shuyue. She flipped through them and was surprised to see Yan Weichen's name among them.

Yan Weiframe is a typical male chauvinist who focuses all his attention on his career and basically ignores domestic affairs. When children have problems and come to him, he resorts to corporal punishment and forceful suppression. His relationship with his children is also distant. Apart from asking about their well-being when they meet, he rarely takes the initiative to contact them.

She returned home only after work. As soon as she reached the door, she heard Yan Jiaojiao crying inside: "Dad, I'm sorry, I was wrong. Please don't be angry."

Yan Wei's voice was booming, like an angry lion when he got mad. His imposing aura pressured everyone: "You and Xiaoji are sisters, family! You know what you did is what? It's stabbing in the back, it's treachery, it's a problem of conduct. If this were in the military, you would be stripped of your rank and removed from service. If it was serious, you would even go to **court**."

"Waaa, Dad, I know I was wrong," Yan Jiajia cried, gasping for breath: "I was so flustered when the doctor said my forehead would be scarred that I made a mistake. I really didn't expect that those two people not only wanted to swindle my sister's money but also wanted to ruin her reputation through live streaming. If I had known, I definitely wouldn't have done this."

She was truly heartbroken, and when she apologized, her sincerity was palpable. Even if you were the most cynical person, her words would make your heart soften.

There's a saying, "Crying children get candy." In the Yan family, it's not her younger brother who was born after much hardship, nor her own daughter who was separated from them since childhood, who receives the most favor from Yan Weizheng. It's Yan Jiajia, who is sweet-tongued and knows how to act coquettishly. Sure enough, as soon as she cried, "stern father" Yan Weizheng softened his tone: "Family members should support and help each other, work together, instead of putting obstacles in each other's way."

At the door, Yan Ji opened Weibo to see how things were developing. As it turned out, not only were there no hot searches, but even the news was gone. There was nothing about Yan Jiaojiao or her, replaced instead by a recent viral news story about a young actor who had tricked fans into sleeping with him, sleeping with 35 girls in one month. As soon as this news broke, netizens went crazy. Who would have the time to care about the squabbles of a few ordinary people?

Yanji put away her phone and used the key to open the door.

As soon as she saw her, Yan Jiaojiao began to cry and apologize: "Sister, I'm sorry, I was wrong. Please forgive me?"

"I really didn't know they would go live..." She repeated what she had just said to Yan Weizheng, "I was scolded by netizens yesterday too, sister, please forgive me this time."

No matter what she said, Yan Ji didn't respond. The living room echoed with the woman's sobs and apologies. Zhou Shuyue couldn't bear it, so she persuaded: "Xiao Ji, Jiaojiao didn't mean it, you..."

Yanji's eyebrows rose in a smile that wasn't quite a smile. "Alright."

Seeing her relent, Zhou Shuyue also let out a breath of relief. However, before she could even relax her brow, Yan Ji said, "But I have one condition. I want you to publicly acknowledge me as your biological daughter."

She had long since given up hope for the so-called love of her parents. Letting them go public was just out of spite. She felt it was unjust that she should have to endure prejudice and rejection from those people, all because of their selfishness which had caused her so much injustice.

Someone who hasn't experienced it can't understand the impact verbal and physical violence has on a fourteen-year-old. Even though she fought back every time, in a brutal way that hurt both herself and her attackers, no one knew that during that time she had nightmares every night, was afraid to go out, wouldn't walk in secluded places, and even feared making eye contact with those people.

Isolation, mockery, contempt, insults, beatings, and rumors were what she faced every day.

When she finished speaking, the entire living room fell silent. Even Yan Jiaojiao stopped crying.

Since last time, Zhou Shuyue knew Yan Ji's identity was exposed and wasn't too surprised. She just choked back tears and said, "Xiao Ji, you know we can't publicly acknowledge your identity, but now you are also my daughter. Others will also have to call you 'Miss Yan,' so why bother about the empty title of whether you are biologically related or not..."

“I do care, after all. Since you don't acknowledge my identity, what right do you have to ask me to forgive Yan Jiaojiao?” She was like a porcupine, sharp and somewhat harsh: “I hate Yan Jiaojiao. Just looking at her pure and innocent act makes me want to vomit. I will never be as close sisters with her as you expect, there will only be a life-or-death situation between us. In this family, I can live without her, but she can't live without me.”

“Then get out of here!” Yan Weizhen pointed at the door, his voice sharp with anger. “Ask yourself, over these years, have you, Jiajia, and Yanchuan ever treated each other differently? Now, for a hollow title, you want to disown your family? Our Yan family doesn’t deserve a white-eyed wolf like you.”

"Hmph," Yanji sneered, his gaze sweeping over the three people in the living room with their varied expressions. He said word by word, "It's not just Yan Jiajia, all of you disgust me. You clearly discriminate against women and yet have the audacity to say you treat everyone equally, hypocrites."

She was like a cheat code, taking on three opponents at once and not letting any of them get away.

"Little Ji," Zhou Shuyue looked at her with heartache, her eyes full of disappointment. "Lao Yan, don't be angry, she's still young now, wait until she grows up a little..."

Yanji turned around, she was already at the door, just one step away from stepping out.

"Lao Yan, Lao Yan..."

Behind them, Zhou Shuyue's voice rang out anxiously and in a panic, followed by Yan Jiaojiao's cry: "Dad, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me and Mom!"

……

Hospital, emergency room entrance.

Yan Jiajia stayed by Zhou Shuyue's side, constantly patting her back and comforting her: "Mom, don't worry, Dad exercises every day, his body is better than young people. He just got angry for a while, nothing will happen."

"Right now, the most important thing is to take care of your own health. Don't worry about anything else. If you get sick, who will take care of us?"

Yanji stood alone on the other side, listening to others praising Yan Jiaojiao: "This child is so filial, and she's so beautiful. She looks promising, I wonder if she has a boyfriend yet..."

Hearing this, she couldn't help but sneer, a mocking curl of her lip.

A tall and slender figure suddenly strode into the emergency room entrance. It was Gu Chenye. Yan Ji hadn't been in contact with him, the one who contacted him was Yan Jiaojiao.

Their eyes met, and he saw the smile playing on her lips.

Gu Chenye frowned.

"Chen Ye gege," Yan Jiaojiao walked a few steps to him, her eyes, nose, and cheeks were all red, she looked like she had cried terribly: "Dad fainted because my elder sister got angry with him. I really don't know what to do, so I had to call you."