Chapter 4: The Birth of Baby Fox IV

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

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“Indeed a b*stard without a mother’s teachings, lacking in education. My son is your uncle, so what if you sacrifice for him? A person like you who’s no longer innocent and pure should just go and secretly be happy over the fact that there is someone who is willing to have you!”

She was not done scolding and did not seemed to notice the dropping temperature around Bai Yan as she sneered. “However, you and your frivolous fox-like mother are the same. Both are frivolous. First, you forcefully possessed His Highness, the prince, and now you do such outrageous things! You can even be this ruthless toward relatives! Wait till your father returns, I’ll immediately have him beat you to death!”

The corner of Bai Yan’s lips lifted as she quietly listened to Old Madam’s reprimand. A murderous aura was already surging in her cold eyes.

“Mother, stop speaking first.” Yu Rong pretended to advise her before speaking to Bai Yan. “Yan’er, as relatives, it is natural to help one another. Now that your uncle is in need, how can you not help? Furthermore, your father doesn’t like people that are heartless too.”

Bai Yan had once cared about Bai Zhenxiang, this father of hers. Every time Yu Rong used Bai Zhenxiang to suppress her, she would agree to anything and everything.

Just like even when she suffered in the Bai family, she never said a word to the outside.

However, the current her was no longer the previous Bai Yan…

“As relatives, it’s natural to help one another. This isn’t wrong. The Yu family are after all your relatives, Yu Rong, and aren’t related to me. You can ask Bai Ruo or Bai Zhi to marry over. I’m sure they wouldn’t wish to be heartless people.”

Yu Rong expression changed. She had used such a nice tone and nice words to speak to her. How dare she reject?

Furthermore, using Bai Zhenxiang now to suppress her was actually ineffective?

“Presumptuous!” Old Madam Yu’s gaze turned ferocious. “My Zhi’er is only twelve years old. You actually want a twelve-year-old little girl to marry an old man of sixty as a concubine? How could you do such a vicious thing? You’re really as vicious as your mother!”

In Old Madam’s eyes, Lan Yue was the most vicious person. If it were not for this woman, her own daughter would also not have needed to be a concubine for so many years.

Bai Yan suddenly felt like laughing.

Bai Zhi was only twelve, and she was merely seventeen years old.

To let Bai Zhi be a concubine was being vicious while she being a concubine herself was only something expected and natural?

“As for Ruo’er…” Old Madam Yu snorted. “What do you have to compare with Ruo’er? In a few days, she’ll be marrying Second Prince and become his consort. You, a woman who got pregnant before marriage, even dare bring up letting Ruo’er marry an old man as a concubine? What qualifications do you, a person who wants your own younger sister to be married off as a concubine due to your own selfishness, have to continue being the daughter of Bai Manor?”

Old Madam Yu’s ability of recriminating was very strong. Bai Yan had previously experienced this through a lesson. Otherwise Bai Zhenxiang would also not have rather believed his own mother-in-law over his own biological daughter.

“I reiterate. I, Bai Yan, will definitely not become someone’s concubine!”

After Bai Yan finished speaking, it was as if a surge of suppression had naturally appeared and the aura of the entire room was a little suppressed.

Her gaze was like a sharp sword, coldly looking at Yu Rong and Old Madam Yu.

Yu Rong felt her breath caught. When did this brat’s might become so strong?

No!

This was definitely her own illusion. Bai Yan was merely trash!

Taking in a breath, Yu Rong held back Old Madam Yu, who had originally wanted to scold Bai Yan, then slowly stood up and walked over in her direction.

“Tonight, the people from the Qian family will come and take you, Bai Yan. No matter how unwilling you are, you have to become the concubine of the Qian family’s old man!” She raised her head, acting high and mighty. The gentleness she had purposely put on was no longer there.

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