I Got Rich in Period Fiction-Chapter 344 No One Can Give Her Fairness

Her tears instantly filled her eyes, and with a pout, she said in a grievous tone, "Grandpa, if you really want me to stay here, can you kick Auntie out of the house?"

Everyone in the room was stunned. What kind of thing was that to say?

"You little brat, what nonsense are you spouting? What have I ever done to you?"

He Juanjuan, who had been enjoying the spectacle, had not expected the fire to suddenly be directed at her, and she was so angry she was hopping mad.

He Xuerong, frightened, grabbed He Shan’s arm, pointing at He Juanjuan with eyes wide with terror, "Grandpa, Auntie doesn’t like me. When it’s just the two of us at home, she pinches me..." Then she pointed to the insides of her own arms and thighs, then to her belly, "She uses both hands to violently grab my belly and doesn’t allow me to cry. She said if I did, she’d throw me into the big ditch outside and drown me."

"He Xuerong, you little wretch, just like your mother, what nonsense are you spewing?"

He Juanjuan admitted she had pinched her, but she had never said those words.

He Shan’s brow was tightly furrowed, his hands clenched, as his piercing gaze turned towards He Juanjuan, "Juanjuan, did you pinch Rongrong?"

"I... I didn’t, she’s lying."

"I’m not lying, Grandpa, I’m really not lying. I was five years old when I left Beijing with Uncle, I couldn’t speak, but I remember everything. If you don’t believe me, you can ask Uncle."

He Xiuyu’s gaze shifted back and forth between his mother and his sister a few times; he understood now that it wasn’t his mother who had caused those bruises on Rongrong, but this sister of his.

He Xiuyu looked at He Juanjuan, his voice icy and his expression dark, "He Juanjuan, don’t you always disdain lying and shirking responsibility? You always believe that if you do something, you should own up to it. So, did you pinch Rongrong?"

He Juanjuan’s face turned green and then pale, then green again. With so many eyes on her, she was so angry she stamped her foot, "What’s wrong with pinching her a few times? I did it because I like her."

But He Shan turned to He Xiuyu, his voice stern, "He Xiuyu, tell me, did Rongrong have any injuries when you took her in?"

"Yes, a lot."

"Why have you never said anything?" He Shan’s face turned the color of iron, and suddenly he bellowed, "So, the whole family has been deceiving me, keeping things from me. Such a vile act, and you were prepared to just downplay it?"

The thing he hated most was exactly this.

He Xiuyu silently glanced at He Shan, then turned to He Juanjuan, "He Juanjuan, apologize to Rongrong."

He Xuerong became a bit frightened, her small body trembling. She had not expected that merely mentioning this incident would so dramatically change the atmosphere of the home.

Finally, Old Lady He understood as well and stood up, her trembling hand pointing at He Juanjuan, "You girl, your heart is too malicious. That’s your niece, your elder brother’s biological daughter. You should at least consider the face of the monks if not the Buddha. There’s still a saying in the countryside, ’When you beat a dog, you should look at its owner.’ How could you be so cruel? Do you think she won’t tell on you because she’s mute?"

Then, turning to Meng Siqi, she said in anguish, "Dean Meng, you’ve had a hard time managing the household and taking care of the children over the years. I haven’t been any help, so I didn’t dare to say anything. But Juanjuan’s behavior is unacceptable. You must discipline her. With such a malicious heart, she will cause serious trouble in the future."

He Shan advanced towards He Juanjuan, who looked at her father with a frightened expression. She had always been afraid of him, but because she was rarely at home, she seldom felt this emotion.

But now she was truly scared, her body rigid. She thought, if not for the many people in the room, her father would surely hit her.

He Shan’s hand moved slightly as he raised it, Meng Siqi biting her lip awkwardly but not daring to speak.

He Shan, looking at He Juanjuan’s pale face, retracted his raised hand. Suppressing his anger, he scolded, "You disgraceful thing, apologize to Rongrong!"

Meng Siqi wanted to say something, but she couldn’t bring herself to speak.

The headache became more and more severe, pain churning in her stomach and a dreadful nausea overwhelming her as she clutched tightly at her chest.

He Juanjuan looked at He Xuerong, hiding behind her grandmother, and gritted her teeth as she said, "I’m sorry, He Xuerong, I shouldn’t have pinched you..."

Then she burst into tears, covered her face, and dashed up to her own room.

Before He Shan could react, Meng Siqi simply couldn’t hold it in any longer, her stomach churning tumultuously, and she also retched out loud.

After a period of chaos, it settled down only to be past ten o’clock.

Since she had already come, she couldn’t leave with Rongrong that evening; doing so would indeed put He Shan in a very awkward position.

Qiao Qingyu didn’t harbor any ill feelings towards Meng Siqi, considering the awkwardness of their relationship initially, no one could expect Meng Siqi to willingly accept Qiao Qingyu as her daughter-in-law.

So much time had passed, and she and He Xiuyu had been leading a contented and flavorful life. Some things would inevitably fade over time, especially with the contact that day, from the perspective of an observer, Meng Siqi’s thoughts seemed rather superficial.

This person, indeed, was not someone adept at being all things to all people and with a deep sense of cunning.

But she was not exactly an overwhelmingly kind and upright person either.

She had her own worldview and values, she lived in her own circle, and she looked down on many people.

But at the end of the day, she was not a bad person.

Only, He Juanjuan indeed had been a bit too malicious.

But this could never be spoken of, for should others learn of it, the He family would be shamed.

Particularly now that she had no partner and was not yet married.

But Qiao Qingyu did not want to get involved.

She had observed and felt that He Juanjuan actually had some psychological issues.

And another point that was very frustrating, Rongrong was still the one who was wronged.

No one could give her justice.

After all, this was the He family’s internal affair!

Rongrong still slept in her own little room, which was the warmest and most beautifully decorated here.

After seeing Rongrong fast asleep, Qiao Qingyu then comfortably returned to He Xiuyu’s room.

She snuggled into the cozy bed, took a comfortable sigh, oh, there’s no place like her own man’s room, clean and refreshing.

Even the scent was the most pleasant.

Meanwhile, Meng Siqi, who had just taken her medication and received an injection, seemed to have aged several years all at once. She held on to He Shan with a hoarse voice and said, "Juanjuan is still young and doesn’t understand, I have scolded her severely after that incident, let it be, don’t mention it anymore, it would ruin Juanjuan’s reputation if others found out."

Meng Siqi was truly ill, she wasn’t faking it.

Even though she had her faults and still acted so spoiled at her age, He Shan couldn’t bring himself to be too harsh, and said resentfully, "It’s because you spoil her too much."

"Mom, it’s wrong for you to indulge her like that."

"Xiuyu, Mom has no choice. Your elder brother is naturally indifferent, and if he finds out, he won’t acknowledge Juanjuan. In the future when we are old, Juanjuan will need her maternal brothers to support her."