Rebirth: The Fake Young Lady Is A Real Young Lady Novel - Chapter 177

177 Go Home and Look For Your Mother

Jiang Xue was very upset after being frightened by Shen Xi in the afternoon, so she immediately went home.

When she got home, Xia Chun, her mother, realised that her precious daughter was not in a good mood. She quickly arrived by her side and asked how she was with much heartache. “Xue’er, what happened? Why have you returned home? It isn’t Friday yet. You look so pale. Are you not feeling well?”

Jiang Xue burst into tears upon seeing her mother. She was the eldest daughter of the Jiang family, so why was Shen Xi still a thorn in her side?”

Earlier that afternoon, she had been so frightened by Shen Xi that her legs grew weak. It was an irrational fear, unbefitting the eldest daughter of the Jiang family, and the more she thought about it, the more miserably she cried.

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Xia Chun hugged her daughter, asking worriedly, “Xue’er, what’s wrong? Your tears pain me, and my heart aches to see you so unhappy. Are you being bullied? Please speak to me. I’ll do whatever I can to help you.”

Jiang Xue buried her head in her mother’s arms, wailing for a time. “It’s Shen Xi! She’s still in the same class as me. Every day, she threatens to expose the hotel incident… I’m scared. I’m terrified that I’ll be ruined by her one day. Mom, what should I do?”

When Xia Chun heard that Shen Xi dared to use the hotel incident to threaten Jiang Xue, her eyes flashed with anger. Jiang Xue was her daughter. She would let Shen Xi know that her daughter was not so easily bullied!

Xia Chun gently rubbed circled into Jiang Xue’s back. “Xue’er, don’t cry. With mom and dad around, Shen Xi won’t be able to hurt you. Mom and Dad will teach Shen Xi a lesson and show her the consequences of provoking our Jiang family. Don’t cry…” She said through gritted teeth.

Jiang Xue returned the hug, a victorious smile concealed by her mother glaring daggers over her shoulder. Still, she murmured weakly to keep up the act, “Thank you, Mom. You and Dad treat me the best. If it weren’t for either of you, I would continue being bullied. I used to be bullied before, and no one ever stood up for me… I’m happy; I’m so happy.”

Xia Chun stroked her daughter’s hair tenderly, feeling the pain a mother feels when their child is hurt.

Jiang Xue bringing up the past made her feel guilty. If it weren’t for their carelessness, Jiang Xue would never have had to suffer in silence for so long.

To make up for the time they lost, Xia Chun believed it was only right she try to satisfy any requests her daughter made of her as best she could.

Since Shen Xi dared to bully her daughter, Xia Chun vowed she would not let the girl off.

Everyone knew Shen Xi was no longer a daughter of the Jiang family and had returned to the Shen family. Therefore, it was none of their responsibility if Shen Xi behaved nastily.

Xia Chun decided she would make it such that Shen Xi would never have the face to bring up the hotel incident again. She would teach Shen Xi that the Jiang family were no pushovers and that they had power over her if she tried anything against Jiang Xue.

While Xia Chun tried to justify her thoughts, she knew, deep down, that it was guilt that drove her. Even though they had managed to mend Jiang Xue’s hymen, what was done was done, and the lasting effects would not disappear as if nothing had happened. It was a source of great discomfort for Xia Chun.

How could the Shen family return with a daughter, a virgin clean as snow, when their own had been defiled? Where was the fairness? Both girls had been raised with love for eighteen years, yet their fates differed vastly.

It was fuel for an anger Xia Chun never fully swallowed.

After making up her mind, Xia Chun discussed this matter with her husband, Jiang Lun.

“Hubby, Shen Xi is threatening Xue’er. She’s too much! If Shen Xi spreads word of what happened to Xue’er at the hotel, where would our family’s face go?”

“Why don’t we teach Shen Xi a lesson and cook up a scandal for her so she won’t act rashly? That way, we can guarantee our family’s face,” Xia Chun persuaded.

The pair were in Jiang Lun’s study. As he listened to his wife’s rant and proposal, he frowned, shelving the document he was perusing for later. Minutes passed before he said, “You may do as you wish under one condition: no one can find out about the Jiang family’s involvement.”