UM CH 23

Chapter 23

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“Are you leaving or not? If you don’t leave now, I’ll have the child aborted!”

I couldn’t be bothered to explain anything to her and simply snapped back, turning my head away.

“Fine!”

In the end, Yu Jin spat out a single word and, taking the Yu family with him, left this place. Of course, my parents-in-law were extremely unwilling, but that no longer had anything to do with me.

Once they were gone, the place fell silent. No one spoke again, and for a moment it felt exceptionally eerie.

Lying on the bed, I actually felt quite at ease. My ties with the Yu family had come to an end. Now that I was carrying the Yu family’s flesh and blood, leaving would probably not be so easy. With the family now facing upheaval again, if I were to abort the child at this time, the Yu family—driven into a corner—would at worst end up in mutual destruction.

I no longer had the slightest feeling left for Yu Jin, but when it came to this child, I still couldn’t bring myself to do it.

Not only because this child was now the last straw holding together both the Yu family and the Meng family, but also because over these years I had come to see things clearly: I no longer had any capital left to look for another man. I might as well divorce Yu Jin and raise the child myself—at least I would have something to hold on to.

I had already seen through the coldness and warmth of human relations. This marriage, to me, had already walked into the grave. I had no thoughts left for it anymore.

Yet at this moment, I had no idea that taking the money to save my younger brother was not the end of the matter at all, but rather the beginning of another tragedy.

And just when I thought I could finally catch my breath, another thing that would push me to a dead end was already slowly brewing.

I never dreamed that my younger brother, Meng Yanzhi, would be so resolute.

After the matters with the Yu family settled down, I was able to live somewhat steadily for a few days. Even though I still had to borrow money to pay Meng Yanzhi’s medical expenses, compared to the constant turmoil before, this was already quite good.

After all, money can be earned again. Being able to live a few days in peace was the greatest comfort to me at present.

However, I never expected that after Yanzhi’s condition improved, my stepmother would let slip the matter of me borrowing money.

Hot-tempered Yanzhi even directly proposed selling the house. The quarrel between the two ignited the entire hospital neighborhood. It wasn’t until the fire burned right in front of me that I realized things had reached an irreconcilable point.

“Meng Yanshuang! I’m telling you, the house is mine. Since you’re already married off, don’t even think about laying claim to our Meng family’s house!” The moment my stepmother opened her mouth, I was at a loss.

It turned out that after Yanzhi discovered it was me who had been borrowing money all along to pay the medical bills, in order to spare me from being looked down upon, he had actually decided to sell the house to pay me back.

While I was moved, I was also furious.

This house was property of the Meng family. Even if Yanzhi couldn’t be allowed to act recklessly and sell it, since when was it her turn, a stepmother, to interfere—let alone claim that the house was hers?

A person who had lived most of her life—how could she still have the face to say such things, without fearing becoming a laughingstock among the villagers?

After all, where we come from, houses are passed down to the children. I’d never heard of a woman who married in later being able to claim a share of the house.

“Sis, don’t get involved in this. It’s all my fault—I caused this mess. You’ve already suffered enough. I can’t drag you down too!” Yanzhi rushed in, the bandages on his body not even removed yet, wrapped up like a zongzi.

A chill rose in my heart. I hadn’t expected that even in this condition, Yanzhi was still thinking about helping me pay back the money. What I expected even less was that my stepmother would make such a fuss and drag the matter all the way to me.

“You little bastard! This house is mine—none of you are allowed to sell it!” My stepmother unreasonably blocked the two of us, yelling at the top of her lungs.

“This house belongs to the Meng family. When Dad is gone, it’ll be left to me. Since when is it your place to point fingers? My sister has suffered over there with the Yu family, and you still have the nerve to make her go borrow money. What will the neighbors think of us? I, Meng Yanzhi, can’t afford to lose that kind of face!”