"Alright, stop talking," Mother Wen shook her head, unwilling to dwell on it.
Wen Yan clenched her fist. She looked at Li Mengyao, her tone suddenly cool, "Grandmother isn't well right now. These are things I want to keep for her. Sister, if you insist on taking them, then take them."
Old Madam Li was the head of the family. More importantly, the shares were still in her name.
As expected, Li Mengyao's expression wavered. After weighing the pros and cons, she gritted her teeth, "Wen Yan, you win."
Then she said to the servants, "Put everything down!"
The commotion downstairs attracted attention from upstairs.
A slightly cold female voice came, "What's all the noise? I could hear it from upstairs. Wen Yan, after going out, have you forgotten your upbringing?"
Her words carried a sense of superiority and disdain.
Li Mengyao's face lit up, "Mom!"
The newcomer was Li Mengyao's mother, Wen Yan's maternal aunt.
Looking at the woman slowly approaching, Wen Yan pursed her lips, unwilling to argue with her further. She stated the most important purpose of her visit, "I've already agreed to your substitute marriage. Shouldn't I be given the medical fees for my brother now?"
The maternal aunt sat down on the sofa and took a sip of tea before saying, "Mm, we promised you fifty thousand, and we will definitely give it to you."
"Fifty thousand?" Wen Yan's expression changed. "We clearly agreed that you would cover the medical expenses. My brother's medical fees are more than fifty thousand!"
Back then, the Leng family was still around, and Mother Li had gone to great lengths to secure the marriage alliance with them.
Once the Leng family collapsed, Mother Li immediately threw this hot potato to Wen Yan!
This was a lifelong commitment. For her brother, she had no choice but to endure.
However, fifty thousand yuan, wasn't that just dismissing a beggar?
The maternal aunt sneered contemptuously, "Heh, your brother has been in the hospital for so long. If he can't be saved, then so be it. He's a chronic illness, and keeping him alive is just a waste of resources! Moreover, how long have you, your mother, and that brother been eating and drinking at our house for free? Aren't these expenses money? I'm willing to give you fifty thousand out of the last bit of goodwill!"
Such shamelessness made Wen Yan tremble with rage!
"This is not solely your home, and my mother has also contributed a lot. My mother wasn't happy about what happened either. Aunt, why must women make things difficult for other women? If your daughter encountered such a situation, would you say the same thing?"
The maternal aunt gave a sarcastic smile, "Don't. My daughter is very accomplished. Mengyao, where are the jewelry Young Master Jiang prepared for you? Let's see them."
"I'm wearing them!" Li Mengyao said proudly, lightly pulling up her sleeve. The pink diamond bracelet on her wrist immediately caught everyone's attention.
"Do you know how much this is worth? This bracelet alone is over fifty thousand! Not to mention the gold jewelry Young Master Jiang bought, which is over three hundred thousand. These don't even include the betrothal gifts. The betrothal gifts will be at least five hundred thousand," the maternal aunt said with a light smile, looking at Wen Yan and her mother with genuine disdain. "Unlike some people, who insisted on marrying a poor boy back then and didn't want a penny. In the end, when he became rich, she was still abandoned. It's one thing if she's like that, but her daughter is also like that. Truly, like father, like son, like mother, like daughter."
These humiliating words were particularly piercing. Wen Yan clenched her fists, her eyes red.
Seeing Wen Yan's dejected look, Li Mengyao felt extremely pleased, but she pretended to speak softly, "Mom, don't say anymore. Wen Yan will be sad. When she married that poor boy, she probably didn't get any betrothal gifts."
"Isn't that normal? This is what a real mother and daughter are like!"
The two of them sang in harmony. Wen Yan felt extremely distressed. She wouldn't allow anyone to humiliate her mother like this, yet she didn't know how to retort...
"Who says she didn't get any betrothal gifts?" a man's cold, hard voice suddenly interjected forcefully.
A man walked in from the doorway, silhouetted against the light. His tall, slender frame was agile. His face gradually came into view, his sharp and handsome features like distant mountains, defined and flowing, his dark eyes indifferent.
Li Mengyao's heart skipped a beat when she saw his face.
He was carrying a briefcase, which he placed on the table as he approached.
"Sorry," Leng Xunze said to Wen Yan, his voice deep and magnetic, "the betrothal gifts are only ready now."
Wen Yan looked at his handsome face, which seemed to carry a hint of gentleness. His eyes were like bottomless black holes, inviting one to drown in them at any moment.
The tips of her ears turned slightly red, and she said softly, "It's fine."
Li Mengyao watched their intimate conversation. Especially seeing how handsome the man was, she felt inexplicably displeased!
This face could probably instantly overshadow Jiang Yao City!
Li Mengyao said sarcastically, "Alright, then open it and let's see what's inside."
She gestured to a servant beside her.
The servant walked over and opened the briefcase. The neatly arranged items inside came into view.
After Li Mengyao looked, she couldn't help but burst into laughter, "Wen Yan, you're only fit for these old trinkets. Do these add up to a hundred thousand?"
Inside were a jade bracelet, a necklace, and a pair of rings. Apart from the jade bracelet, the necklace and rings looked very old. In addition, there was a bank card.
But Wen Yan knew he was not in good circumstances. She was already happy that he could prepare these: "Thank you, I like them very much."
Saying that, she picked up the jade bracelet. The water content was very good, and it was very clear. The more she looked, the more she liked it. "This bracelet is so beautiful!"
"This is a high-ice type jade bracelet. You can try wearing it," Leng Xunze said in a deep, casual tone.
This, however, shocked Li Mengyao and her mother.
"How is that possible!"
High-ice type jade was extremely valuable.
A bracelet of this size could buy a luxury villa in Haicheng!
Wen Yan was also shocked. She picked up the jade bracelet. In the sunlight, it was as pure and transparent as a tender sprout touched by morning dew. Worn on Wen Yan's fair wrist, it was a perfectly fitting adornment, exuding an elegant and noble aura.
"This, isn't this too valuable?" Wen Yan murmured softly, her deer-like eyes falling on Leng Xunze's face.
"You are my woman. What are these things?" the man's voice was indifferent yet domineering.
Li Mengyao was consumed by jealousy. The jewelry she wore probably couldn't match the value of this bracelet.
The maternal aunt's gaze darkened, and she said with a light smile, "It's good that Yan Yan has good luck. When she was in school, boys chased after her and gave her gifts. After marriage, her husband is also so good to her. My Mengyao really can't compare."
Indeed, the older the ginger, the spicier it is. With one sentence, the maternal aunt pointed out Wen Yan's indiscretion and chaotic romantic relationships.
Wen Yan felt disgusted, and her voice became cool, "Why can't Cousin compare? Aren't the gifts I didn't want all ended up in Cousin's hands?"
Li Mengyao almost stood up to hit her, "Wen Yan, you little slut, what do you mean?"
"You know exactly what I mean."
Wen Yan's calm expression only fueled Li Mengyao's rage. She grabbed a cup and hurled it fiercely at Wen Yan. Just as Wen Yan was about to dodge, a slender, well-defined hand suddenly grabbed the cup and then smashed it violently onto the floor beside them.
With a "bang," the cup shattered, and fragments flew!