Extra: Dad’s Troubles (Part 2)

Xiao Yezi smiled sweetly, "How about it? Is it a surprise, or not?"

She wanted to give him a surprise, but the anticipated scene didn't happen. ◆ Google search sto520.com ◆

Yang Jian came back to his senses, somewhat annoyed, "Weren't you out of town? Weren't you unable to come back? Why did you lie to me?"

The imagined scene didn't appear, and Xiao Yezi was a bit confused: "I… I just wanted to give you a surprise, didn't I?"

"No matter the reason, what about the basic trust between a couple? You shouldn't lie to me; lying to me is wrong."

As Yang Jian said this, he seemed to realize his tone was a bit harsh, and he reined it in, "I think the most important thing for two people together is sincerity; you should never lie, no matter what."

Xiao Yezi felt something was off, but for a moment, she couldn't pinpoint what the problem was.

"Alright then, it won't happen next time. This is our first birthday together, and I just wanted to make it happy and memorable for you."

"I know, thank you!"

Yang Jian said, glancing at his watch, "Uh… I've arranged to have dinner with friends tonight. You go back and wait for me first; I'll come find you as soon as I'm done here."

The smile on Xiao Yezi's face slowly faded, "What? Do you think I can't meet your friends?"

Yang Jian quickly explained, "No, no, please don't misunderstand. I don't think that way. I just want to enjoy our time as a couple on our birthday and don't want to be disturbed by others."

Xiao Yezi was a bit stubborn, "What does that matter? After meeting them, we can still have our time as a couple."

Seeing that Xiao Yezi didn't want to leave, Yang Jian became anxious, "Actually, I just lied. It's not my friends coming later, but my family.

We've been together, and I haven't told my family yet. Meeting them like this would be a bit sudden.

How about I tell them the situation first, and then I'll take you to meet my parents?"

"Alright then!"

This was Xiao Yezi's first relationship.

Whether it's an 'ugly daughter-in-law' or a 'beautiful daughter-in-law,' meeting the in-laws for the first time is always a bit nerve-wracking, and she wasn't mentally prepared yet.

Since Yang Jian said so, she also prepared to leave.

But before she could even step out, the door opened again, and an old woman, fifty or sixty years old, walked in from outside. She was adorned with jewelry, heavily made up, and her wrinkled face was covered in cosmetics, with powder flaking off with every movement.

She wore a high-end Chanel dress, but unfortunately, her figure was too bloated, so it lacked any sense of beauty.

With the previous explanation, Xiao Yezi instinctively assumed this was Yang Jian's mother. After a brief moment of panic, she said, "Hello, Auntie!"

As soon as she spoke, Yang Jian, standing beside her, turned pale with fright, his forehead covered in sweat.

The old woman entered the room, saw Xiao Yezi's exquisite beauty, and her expression instantly darkened. Her gaze turned sinister as she looked at Yang Jian.

"What's going on? Who is she?"

"She… she… she…"

At this moment, Yang Jian no longer had his previous eloquence. He stammered for a long time, unable to utter a complete sentence.

Before Xiao Yezi could even figure out what was happening, the old woman went up and slapped Yang Jian across the face.

"Damn it, I spend money to keep you, and you're keeping another vixen outside, aren't you?"

Having been slapped hard, Yang Jian showed no anger at all; instead, he wore a fawning expression.

He grabbed the woman's arm, kissed her wrinkled face, and then hurriedly explained, "My dear, I was wrong. I was confused for a moment; she was the one seducing me.

I promise this is the last time; it will never happen again. Will you forgive me?"

"Shameless dog!"

The old woman slapped him several more times. Yang Jian didn't dare to move an inch, maintaining a subservient smile on his face, not daring to show any dissatisfaction even when being hit.

"Remember this: you are just a dog I keep. If there's a next time, get out."

The old woman had vented most of her anger and pursed her lips, "Remember this: there are plenty of pretty boys like you. I have plenty of money, and I can find as many as I want.

Now, you can't leave me; it's not the other way around."

Yang Jian repeatedly tried to appease her, "My dear, my darling, I know I was wrong. It really is the last time; I won't dare to do it again."

"That's more like it."

The old woman threw a car key, "A BMW 7 Series. My birthday gift to you today."

"Really? That's great, darling, thank you, thank you so much!"

Yang Jian grabbed the car key and jumped up excitedly, kissing the old woman's face repeatedly.

Xiao Yezi watched all of this from the side, completely stunned.

It turned out that this old woman was not Yang Jian's mother, but the rich woman who kept him.

The man she had been longing for was actually a kept pretty boy, and the beautiful love she had always yearned for turned out to be nothing but unrequited affection.

No wonder Yang Jian had always wanted her to leave quickly; it was because he was afraid this deception would be exposed.

Everything was fake, which filled her heart with sadness, anger, disappointment, and even a sense of helplessness.

At this moment, the old woman glanced at her, her eyes filled with disdain.

"Little vixen, do you see? I have plenty of money, and it doesn't matter how beautiful you are.

He is my dog. If I tell him to kneel, he kneels; if I tell him to stand, he stands. You can't steal him away."

Being an old and ugly woman, she was extremely jealous of Xiao Yezi's beauty. At this moment, she seemed to find some sense of accomplishment, continuously flaunting her advantages.

"You… you actually lied to me…"

Xiao Yezi ignored her taunts, looking at Yang Jian, trembling with anger.

"Alright, don't pretend to be a pure white lotus here with me. You approached me for my money, didn't you?"

Since the lie had been exposed, Yang Jian no longer bothered to hide anything, sticking closely to the old woman's side.

Xiao Yezi was practically fuming, "You… you scoundrel!"

"What, did I say something wrong? Look at the clothes you wear, the watch you wear, the cosmetics you use—didn't I buy all of them for you!"

As Yang Jian spoke, he secretly felt a bit of regret.

He had finally met a woman like a Heavenly Immortal, but unfortunately, he hadn't gained any advantage from her.

What he didn't know was that everything Xiao Yezi used daily was personally arranged by Su Ruyue; a single watch was worth tens of millions, and a casual piece of clothing was a high-end luxury item, with even the 'cheap' ones costing hundreds of thousands and being the kind that money couldn't even buy.

The reason she accepted his gifts was because she yearned for love and didn't mind, and even more so, she wore these things with the purpose of celebrating his birthday.

"Alright, don't put on airs with me here." The old woman also pursed her lips, "A pauper is a pauper; nothing else works.

If you were richer than me, he would immediately kneel down and bark like a dog for you."

"You all…"

Xiao Yezi's tears flowed uncontrollably. She now looked at Yang Jian with utter disgust; her tears were not for him, but for her love that had been buried before it even began.

And just then, a cold voice came from the doorway, "How dare you bully my daughter? Do you want to die?"