“Sis, can you hurry up? What’s taking so long with just a suitcase...”
Yang Xiaoping, wearing a mink coat and sunglasses, crossed her arms with a look of displeasure. She impatiently continued, “Before, you could carry a sack of rice all the way to the fourth floor in one go. Now, with just two suitcases, you’re dragging your feet like you haven’t eaten. Can you even handle it!”
Yang Xiaoping snorted in disdain, resenting her sister, who was struggling to carry her luggage and bags.
However, Yang Lan showed no resentment. She asked her sister to go ahead and quickly came out with the items.
“Can’t you walk any faster? The bag is a gift I bought for Xiao Hui. Xiao Hui just returned from studying abroad. Zhiping is waiting for him in the parking lot, and I want to surprise him...
Just two suitcases, three bags, and five shopping bags, and you’re still dawdling. It’s so annoying!”
Her sister Yang Xiaoping began complaining again.
The relationship between the two was no longer like that of sisters, but rather like a young lady and her servant from ancient times.
Just as Yang Xiaoping was ordering Yang Lan around and complaining about her as if she were a servant,
Unbeknownst to them, a figure had already approached the two.
“Sis, can you hurry up? It’s making me so anxious...”
“Shut up!”
A sudden cold shout from behind startled Yang Xiaoping.
She turned her head, frowning at the tall, somewhat handsome, yet familiar-looking stranger. “Who the hell are you? I’m talking to my sister, what business is it of yours!”
“Who the hell am I?
The person you’re ordering around is my mother. Who do you think I am?”
Gao Fei responded coldly, his gaze like ice as he glared at Yang Xiaoping.
Yang Lan, with a bag around her neck and pulling a suitcase, slowly looked up. She stared at Gao Fei, whom she hadn’t seen in months but had changed significantly, and was momentarily stunned.
“Son... Son!”
Yang Xiaoping beside her was also in a daze. Her previous impression of Gao Fei was a thin, scrawny, and aimless little kid.
But with his current drastic transformation, she could barely recognize him.
Gao Fei walked directly past Yang Xiaoping, who was blocking his way, and took all the shopping bags and purses from his mother. He asked, “Mom, are all these things yours?”
“No, they’re all your aunt’s.”
“And these two suitcases?”
“The white one is mine, and the black one is your aunt’s.”
Gao Fei, as if discarding trash, casually threw the shopping bags and purses on the ground.
Then, he snatched the two suitcases from his mother, pushed the black one aside, and picked up the white one.
Seeing her suitcase and the gifts for her son being thrown, Yang Xiaoping immediately flew into a rage.
As before, she cursed, “Gao Fei, you little brat! How dare you throw my things? Are you looking for a beating?”
Gao Fei let out a cold laugh and looked down at Yang Xiaoping, who was only five feet tall. “Try hitting me? Come on, try it!”
Seeing her nephew suddenly step forward, Yang Xiaoping quickly dodged back.
In the past, this kid wouldn’t dare to say a word when scolded, let alone retort.
She didn’t expect that after not seeing him for just a year, he would dare to challenge her.
“You little brat, don’t think I’m afraid!
Your uncle and cousin are in the parking lot. Do you believe I’ll call them over?”
Gao Fei directly pulled out his phone and placed it in front of her. “Here, call them. Don’t just bluster!”
“Do you really think I’m afraid...”
Forced to retreat step by step, Yang Xiaoping was still talking tough but dared not take the phone to make a call.
Seeing her pretense, Gao Fei snorted dismissively. “Don’t think you can walk all over me just because my mom spoils you.
If it weren’t for the fact that you’re my mom’s sister, for how you were treating my mom just now, I would have given you a few slaps even if it meant making an enemy of everyone.”
“Don’t mention your husband and son. If they dare to come looking for trouble with me, I’ll beat them like mere mortals.”
These few sentences made Yang Xiaoping tremble with anger.
But facing the tall, angry Gao Fei, she no longer dared to talk back. She just nodded fiercely and quickly picked up the things from the ground.
“You wait, you little brat!”
Before leaving, Yang Xiaoping couldn’t resist leaving a threat.
Gao Fei frowned and glared.
Frightened, she quickly grabbed her things and left.
Yang Lan watched her son, who had changed so much and dared to challenge her younger sister, and didn’t say much in the end. She only asked Gao Fei to be more polite.
After all, they would still run into each other when visiting the countryside during the New Year.
Gao Fei retorted very reluctantly, “Mom, I know. It’s because Grandma gave you the dowry meant for Auntie that you’ve always felt you owe her.
But ten years ago, when Uncle needed money for his business, she asked our family for help. Without a second thought, you lent her the sixty thousand yuan you got from the divorce.
That sixty thousand yuan ten years ago was like hundreds of thousands today. How much was Grandma’s dowry worth?”
“But, Xiao Fei...”
“Mom, for so many years, she’s used the dowry issue and the matter of me working in Uncle’s company in the future to pressure you. You’ve always worked diligently.
But now, we’re not short of money, and we don’t need the Yin family’s pity.
You’ve done more than enough for her and her entire family. From now on, our family and her family are even. There’s no need to feel like you owe her.”
Seeing his mother’s hesitant expression, Gao Fei said very seriously, “Mom, three years ago, do you know why I punctured Uncle Yin Zhiping’s tires?”
“Didn’t you say your cousin stole your lucky money?”
“Back then, during Chinese New Year, while you were busy cooking in the kitchen, their whole family cursed me in front of me, calling me a bastard and an orphan...”
Gao Fei recalled the memories of the original host and spoke of the events three years ago.
Yang Lan’s expression changed slightly upon hearing this, and her body trembled slightly. “Let’s not talk about it, Xiao Fei. Mom will listen to you. Our families owe each other nothing!”
At the same time, in the parking lot.
Yang Xiaoping, holding her suitcase and shopping bags, found her husband and son and immediately burst into tears, recounting how Gao Fei had bullied her.
However, she omitted the fact that she had treated Yang Lan like a servant.
Her son, Yin Hui, upon hearing this, immediately clamored to go teach his cousin, whom he had bullied since childhood, a lesson.
Yin Zhiping, who was successful in business but had the lowest status in the family, initially wanted to dissuade his son. After all, Gao Fei’s current identity and status were different from before.
But before he could speak, he was given a stern look by the assertive Yang Xiaoping.
In the end, Yin Hui didn’t go to confront anyone. Instead, while cursing Yang Lan and Gao Fei, he comforted his mother, got into the car, and then asked his father to drive to dinner.
Yin Hui wasn’t stupid. Gao Fei was now a popular figure online, a Ten Outstanding Youth in the city.
He had been featured on the national news several times and received much official praise.
He was just an ordinary third-year university student and could at most talk big.
“Mom, don’t worry. When my good friends come back in a couple of days, I’ll definitely take them to teach that little scumbag Gao Fei a lesson.
Mom, I heard that a piano restaurant just opened in the city last month...”
After Gao Fei’s topic was skipped, Yin Hui immediately told his mother how delicious the food was at the Boywei Piano Restaurant.
Hearing her son wanted to eat Western food, Yang Xiaoping immediately told Yin Zhiping to drive there.
...
Gao Fei had wanted to go home and cook for his mother himself, letting her taste the culinary skills of a top gourmet master.
But as soon as he and Yang Lan got out of the airport, Zeng Keming was already waiting outside.
To welcome the boss’s mother, he had specifically booked a table at the Boywei Piano Restaurant in the name of his studio.
Unable to resist Lawyer Zeng’s enthusiasm, Gao Fei and his mother had no choice but to get into his car and head to the restaurant.
(The matter of owing is not fabricated. Something similar happened in a friend’s family.)