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Chapter 913



When she said this, the old lady glared at ruan Mengmeng, who was sitting beside ruan zhaotian without saying a word.

Seeing her bright eyes staring at her, the old lady was immediately angry.

“Hmph, ruan Mengmeng, you still have the nerve to glare at me like that! Do you think it’s someone else’s fault? do you think it’s because Zhao Tian didn’t guard your sister’s room well for you? Heh, let me tell you, ruan Mengmeng. You’re not to blame for this, it’s your fault! You can only blame yourself! If it weren’t for your dirty thoughts, zhaotian wouldn’t have agreed to let Cao Mei stay in Shishi’s room just to make it up to Qin Fang!”

Although the old lady hated ruan Mengmeng, she still had some feelings for ruan Shishi and her sister-in-law.

After all, ruan Shishi could make a lot of money for the ruan family and bring glory to the family.

Since he still remembered the past, it was not a big deal to keep ruan Shishi in an extra room.

However, ruan Mengmeng was too disappointing and annoying.

When ruan Jiaojiao showed the recording to everyone, Qin Fang felt so wronged that she wanted to carry ruan Mingyu back to her parents ‘house.

In order to appease Qin Fang, ruan zhaotian could only nod and agree to Qin Fang’s request. He had Cao Mei move to the second floor and occupy ruan Shishi’s room.

Ruan zhaotian knew that he could not hide it from her. In fact, he felt that ruan Mengmeng had gone too far in this matter.

He might as well say it to ruan Mengmeng, ” “It’s like this, Jiaojiao brought a recording back to Yingluo.”

“Dad recognized the voice in the recording right away-it’s your voice. When you said,’I suspect that Xiao Yu isn’t my dad’s biological son’, dad’s heart skipped a beat. Mengmeng, Yingluo, how can you slander your younger brother like this?”

Ruan zhaotian shook his head, unable to understand.

Only then did ruan Mengmeng realize that this was what had happened.

Because of this, Qin Fang pitifully carried ruan Mingyu back to her mother’s house. She kept saying, ” anyway, ruan Mengmeng already said that my child is a bastard. I’ll just run back.

This made Madame ruan, ruan zhaotian, and the entire ruan family anxious.

At that time, grandmother ruan had already vented her anger on ruan Mengmeng because of the divorce between grandfather ruan and her.

He immediately expressed that he wanted to catch ruan Mengmeng and ask her about it.

Ruan zhaotian could tell that Madame ruan was really angry and was afraid that she would punish ruan Mengmeng, so he tried to stop ruan Mengmeng from going home.

Because of this, the blockade had been in place since New Year’s Eve, and it was almost June when ruan Mengmeng finally broke through.

The young girl listened for a while and finally understood the whole story.

It turned out that her father was going to ‘compensate’ for her sister’s room because of this!

Ruan Mengmeng was so angry that she didn’t want to think about ruan zhaotian’s face anymore. She spilled the words that she had been hiding in her heart.”Dad, yes, I admit that Yingluo, I did say that. However, ruan Jiaojiao doesn’t need to record this sentence. I can say it myself. Even if I’m in front of all of you, I’m still saying this. I suspect that ruan Mingyu isn’t your son. I’ll still say the same thing no matter what. I won’t deny it, and I won’t change my mind!”

As soon as she finished speaking, a sharp voice with a hint of disdain came from upstairs.

“The ruan family’s second miss is indeed as the rumors say. She has no respect for her elders and never puts them in her eyes. I heard aunty and cousin talk about it before, but I thought it was just a rumor. Today, he finally realized that the rumors about Huahua were true. In front of father and grandmother, you even dare to slander your own younger brother Yingluo like this. I wonder what you will say about Yingluo outside.”

Cao Mei changed her clothes and walked down with her hand on her swollen forehead.

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