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Chapter 680: Chapter 672: What Sin Has She Committed Chapter 680: Chapter 672: What Sin Has She Committed “`

“What about these dishes?” Gu Ning asked Tang Yuxin, noticing there was still a table full of food.

The two of them hadn’t actually eaten much; Tang Yuxin claimed to have eaten a lot, but in reality, it was just a few dishes that had barely been touched.

She was quickly satisfied, and Gu Ning was even less picky – he had stuck with one dish and hadn’t really touched the others.

“Pack them up and take them home.”

Tang Yuxin had planned to take the leftovers home from the beginning, anticipating continuing the feast there and starving the other two.

Gu Ning understood what Tang Yuxin was thinking but didn’t dare to criticize her.

He had too much pent-up frustration himself that needed to be vented.

Anger should be directed where it came from, and whoever had offended her or made her uncomfortable would have to be the one to restore her good mood.

Gu Ning summoned the waiter to pack all their untouched dishes.

When the food was on the table, Tang Yuxin initially didn’t feel much about it, but it was only after everything was packed that she realized there was a significant problem.

“Such a waste.”

She couldn’t help but sigh.

However, she knew exactly who was to blame for the waste.

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Therefore, she planned to pack up all the dishes and take them home, then eat them all up.

That way, no food would be wasted.

She had always valued food highly, never wasting a single grain of rice or a bit of food.

Frugality had always been one of her virtues.

“Mom, I heard someone coming in,” Wei Jiani said.

She heard a noise at the door and quickly stood up, feeling like she was being fattened up like a pig, her days revolving around eating and sleeping.

At least she wasn’t hungry.

Just eating those two buns every day could turn a living person into a ghost.

Now, she was hoping for Tang Yuxin to return so they could eat well again.

She couldn’t help despising Sang Zhilan for her incompetence; Tang Yuxin was her daughter, after all.

How could she fail to persuade her?

What kind of mother was she?

If she knew what Sang Zhilan had almost done, coming so close to strangling Tang Yuxin to death, then she’d realize that Sang Zhilan was indeed playing the role of a mother perfectly – practically ridding her of a scourge.

After all, wasn’t it logical since she had given birth to Tang Yuxin, now she could claim her life?

Sang Zhilan also heard the noise outside, but she wasn’t as excited as Wei Jiani.

Her shoulders trembled involuntarily.

She remembered Tang Yuxin’s calm, seemingly bottomless eyes and the mocking curve of her lips, and her heart skipped a beat.

Especially when the footsteps outside approached step by step, she broke out in a cold sweat, and her palms, originally dry, became moist.

Wei Jiani had already run over and saw Tang Yuxin and a man coming in, with the man carrying several bags.

Although she didn’t know what was inside the bags, she could already smell a faint fragrance of food in the air.

It seemed to be the smell of Sichuan or Hunan cuisine.

Regardless of what it was, even if it were just ordinary bok choy, she wanted to eat it.

She had been eating cold buns for three days straight, and any more would turn her into a giant bun.

“Tang Yuxin, you still have some conscience,” she said as she walked over intending to grab the bags Gu Ning held.

Whatever it was, she wanted to fill her stomach a bit first and worry about the rest after she was no longer starving.

She was dying of hunger and could even feel the residual warmth of the food through the plastic bag, involuntarily swallowing her saliva.

What was she to do?

She was so hungry she wanted to eat the plastic bag itself.

Just as her fingers were about to reach for the bag, the bags flew away.

She slowly lifted her face and saw that the bags hadn’t flown away at all; they were just above her head.

She stood on tiptoe trying to grab the bags, but the man took advantage of his height to hold them up high out of her reach.

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“Give it to me, give me the food.”

Wei Jiani stretched out her foot and kicked Gu Ning forcefully, but he stood firm like a hundred-year-old tree rooted deep in the soil.

Her feeble strength stood no chance of shaking such a grand old tree.

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Gu Ning didn’t care much about the kicks from Wei Jiani.

He hardly felt them anymore, but Tang Yuxin narrowed her eyes dangerously.

In her past life, they had beaten her, scolded her, humiliated her, harmed her, and she kept silent about it.

But to dare strike her Uncle Gu.

It had taken Tang Yuxin so much effort to keep him away from those dangers.

She herself had never laid a finger on Gu Ning, so what right did Wei Jiani have to hit him?

“Give me the food,” Wei Jiani kicked Gu Ning again with all her might, nearly bringing out the shrewish qualities inherited from Sang Zhilan to an extraordinary extent for the sake of that morsel.

Just as she was about to kick him again, she suddenly let out a scream.

Tang Yuxin put her foot down and directly kicked Wei Jiani’s buttocks, sending her sprawling on the lawn.

Rest assured, her foot was strong and controlled; she wouldn’t cripple someone.

Otherwise, Sang Zhilan would definitely strangle her to death, which wouldn’t be the first or second time.

“Nini!” Just as Sang Zhilan came out, she saw Tang Yuxin kick Wei Jiani flying and ran over in a panic, as if her daughter had been kicked to death.

“Nini, Nini, are you alright?”

She hurriedly helped up her daughter, whose face had been squashed.

With a woebegone face, she began to bawl, crying so hard that several blades of grass she had spat from her mouth.

“Mom, Mom, she hit me, she actually hit me?”

She pointed her finger at Tang Yuxin, then softly, with a puff, the bubble blown by her nose burst, and with such a facial expression, the words “she hit me, she hit me,” all seemed as foolish as could be.

“Tang Yuxin…”

Sang Zhilan turned her face, her eyes almost bloodshot with rage, the fierce look on her face as if she wanted to flay Tang Yuxin’s skin, drink her blood, and eat her flesh, wishing she could tear her into pieces.

“If anything happens to my daughter, I’ll take your life.”

Tang Yuxin pursed her red lips, and then those lips, which had formed a straight line, slowly began to curl up at the edges.

She was smiling, a laughable and bored smile.

“Uncle Gu, let’s go,” Tang Yuxin called out to Gu Ning.

Such laughable matters were for her to know alone; she found them shameful to be known by others.

Exactly what sins had she, Tang Yuxin, committed in her last life, to have such a mother?