Han Xuzi spoke, and with a slap, his hand hit the table.
Mrs. Han jumped with fright, staring at Han Xuzi in disbelief, "Father, what are you doing?"
"What am I doing? I should be asking you, what do you intend to do? Is that not your child? How could you hate her because of her father? Shuniang, you were never before!"
Mrs. Han’s face turned ashen, "Yes, she is my child, but she is also Yun Qi’s child. She has Yun Qi’s blood in her veins. Yun Qi is so filthy, so shameless, how could Jinnian be any better with his blood?"
Mrs. Han’s voice nearly rose to a scream towards the end.
The sound was shrill and grating; Han Xuzi could hardly believe it.
This was his carefree and unrestrained daughter, how had she become this unreasonable?
"Shut my mouth, why should I shut my mouth? Father, Tianci is my son. She, Yun Jinnian, wants to send Tianci to Nanjiang. Has she ever asked me? In her heart, does she even consider me her mother?" Mrs. Han bellowed, shaking her head, "No, she hasn’t. She treats Mrs. Yuan better than she treats me, she’s closer to Mrs. Yuan than to me!"
Han Xuzi wanted to say something.
But then he saw Yun Jinnian standing in the courtyard, dumbfounded.
The words he wanted to say choked in his throat as he watched Yun Jinnian turn around and slowly walk towards the outside.
Han Xuzi exclaimed, chasing after her.
Mrs. Han suddenly came back to her senses, her mind somewhat cleared. Realizing what she had said, she hurriedly followed but tripped over the threshold and fell to the ground.
Mrs. Han burst into tears.
This wasn’t what she thought.
That was her daughter, the daughter she had cherished in the palm of her hand, she liked her so, so much.
How could she despise her?
"No, this is wrong, she is the daughter of that filthy Yun Qi. Her body carries Yun Qi’s blood, filthy, base!"
Mrs. Han lay on the ground, alternating between agony and hatred. She felt a severe pain in her head and eventually began banging her head against the ground.
Bai Que rushed in and saw Mrs. Han in such a pathetic state, her heart aching.
She hurriedly helped Mrs. Han to her feet, "Madam, are you alright?"
"I hate her, Bai Que, I hate her. She’s just like Yun Qi, just like Yun Qi..."
Bai Que, seeing Mrs. Han’s nearly mad state, urgently called out, "Someone, come quickly, go and fetch the old master, hurry!"
Yun Jinnian had never known, this was how her mother saw her!
She couldn’t choose her own parents, was that her fault?
She had lived in lowliness all her life. In this life, she wanted to strive for better, to pave a bright path for herself and her future children. Was that wrong?
Why did her own mother think of her so poorly?
"Jinnian..." Han Xuzi caught up with Yun Jinnian, softly calling out.
Yun Jinnian, with her back to Han Xuzi, was shaking violently. She had thought she would cry, but although her eyes were in pain, not a single tear would fall.
Although she had long known that her mother’s fondness for her was not like it had been in early years, she had always believed that her mother loved her.
"Grandfather, don’t come over here, I’m fine, really," Yun Jinnian said, clutching at her own clothes.
Gasping for air in great gulps.
Hoping this would make her feel a little less miserable.
"Jinnian, listen to your grandfather, your mother, she..."
Han Xuzi was cut off before he could finish, as a maid ran over, "Old master, something’s wrong with the elder madam, you must come quickly!"
Hearing this, Han Xuzi was torn.
On one side was his granddaughter, on the other, his own daughter.
He was struggling to choose.
But Yun Jinnian made the choice for him as she trotted away.
Han Xuzi sighed and turned back to his study.
He resolved to give Mrs. Han a stern talking-to and to make her apologize to Jinnian...