My Wife Is A Miracle Doctor In The 80s

Chapter 684: Chapter 676: They Had No Money on Them Chapter 684: Chapter 676: They Had No Money on Them How could she afford such expensive shoes?

And each time she went, she would check to see if anyone had bought the pair, memorizing not just their leather appearance but also the distinct traits of their stitching.

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A man wearing such costly leather shoes.

As her gaze drifted upward again, she noticed the man was dressed in an exceptionally broad and stiff suit.

The quality of clothes is first judged by the fabric, and given the tailoring of this suit, the material mustn’t be cheap.

Correspondingly, the price of the suit was probably in the four figures.

It wasn’t until she managed to get a clear view of the man’s face that her upper and lower teeth involuntarily clinked together.

“Zhi…

Zhinian, why are you here?”

“This is my daughter’s home, why can’t I come?”

Tang Zhinian directly picked up a dish from the table and smashed it at Sang Zhilan’s feet.

The composure he had cultivated over the years shattered completely in front of her.

It wasn’t that he still cared about Sang Zhilan – this wasn’t concern, it was disgust.

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Yes, he was disgusted with Sang Zhilan; she had brought so much harm to them.

She had crowned him with such a glaring cuckold’s horn and beaten his daughter black and blue.

And now she had the nerve to show her face in front of him?

It was undeniable that Tang Zhinian’s arrival struck fear into Sang Zhilan and her daughter.

Not only Sang Zhilan was scared, but Wei Jiani felt the same way.

Wei Jiani may not have remembered much from her childhood, but she did recall an uncle who resembled a bear and almost devoured her.

And that uncle was none other than Tang Zhinian.

“Sang Zhilan, tell me, what are you doing here?”

Tang Zhinian slammed his hand on the table again.

Eat?

What’s there to eat?

He had long been filled with anger.

“And you let my daughter serve and fetch things for you?

Sang Zhilan, how shameless can you be, does your mother know?”

Tang Yuxin nearly choked on her spit.

Good heavens, where did her father learn such a trendy saying?

“I…

I…”

Sang Zhilan could act high and mighty only in front of Tang Yuxin, utilizing her status to suppress her or perhaps take her shamelessness to the extreme.

But in Tang Zhinian’s eyes, she was nothing, a stain on his honor.

When others were matchmaking them, it was only because both their names contained the character “Zhi”, and everyone said they were a match made in heaven.

But what a farce this so-called fate turned out to be.

Disdain him if she must, Tang Zhinian would never force anyone.

But to have an affair after marriage, bear a child, expect his daughter to slave away for them, and then beat her until she was covered in bruises — he had never even once scolded his daughter, and yet here was a mother so heartless in beating her own child.

Was she even human?

No, she was a beast.

If he hadn’t taken his daughter back, would this have been the life his daughter led?

They feasted while his daughter served.

They ate meat while his daughter had only soup?

The more he thought about it, the darker Tang Zhinian’s expression became, and the more his anger surged.

“Sang Zhilan, get out!” He pointed his finger toward the door.

“Leave now, and don’t let me see you again.

And that bastard you bore, don’t assume I won’t hit a woman.

If you provoke me, what if I do hit you?”

Sang Zhilan, dragging Wei Jiani along, skulked out like a pair of scolded grandchildren, neither daring to utter a half-word.

She covertly glanced over at Tang Yuxin, who sat calmly sipping her soup, hoping Tang Yuxin might help her, speak a good word on her behalf.

Tang Yuxin gently placed her bowl down, her movements flowing effortlessly with an innate elegance, reminiscent of a noble lady from ancient times.

The upbringing Chen Zhong had provided not only taught her excellent medical skills but also instilled in her an almost imperceptible transformation.

Take “charm” for instance, that thing is time, it’s the soul.

It’s different from temperament, higher, more elegant, and more commanding of one’s respect.

She once again picked up her cup, gently pulled at her sleeve and placed the cup to her lips, her eyes like sparkling pearls gazing out at the distant starry sky.

As for Sang Zhilan and her daughter, she didn’t even spare them a glance from the corner of her eye.

She had said before, “Villains in this world always need other villains to grind against.”

And for Sang Zhilan, Tang Zhinian was that villain, the villain of her entire life.

In front of Tang Zhinian, she always felt inferior.

“Mom, Mom…”

Wei Jiani cried as she hid behind Sang Zhilan.

She glanced back.

Where could they go under such a dark sky?

Sang Zhilan wanted to comfort her daughter, but she couldn’t find the words.

Her wrongdoings were clear and evident in Tang Zhinian’s eyes.

Did she regret it?

She didn’t know, she really didn’t.

“Dad…” Tang Yuxin put down her cup and finally spoke.

Sang Zhilan’s eyes flickered, shielding Wei Jiani, her eyes fixed intently on Tang Yuxin with a warning, and perhaps hatred too.

Her own daughter not taking her side, what an irony it was for a mother.

She truly witnessed it now.

“What is it?” Tang Zhinian’s voice softened when he heard his daughter’s voice.

“They are penniless.”

Tang Yuxin spread her hands; it was the truth.

Along with those words “penniless,” Sang Zhilan and her daughter’s faces burned with shame, wishing they could disappear into a hole right then.

It was worse than a slap in the face, much more painful.

“That’s their problem.

Whether they live or die, it’s that Wei man’s issue.”

“You can’t stay with them,” Tang Zhinian’s eyebrows knitted so tightly it could kill a fly, “Be careful not to be led astray by them.

I’ve raised you to be upright and virtuous, you mustn’t get into trouble and bring shame to our Tang family.”

That truly was a devastating blow.

The jab hit hard, likely enough to crush Sang Zhilan and her daughter.

Tang Yuxin disagreed with some of that, she was a good person in her previous life too, healing the sick and saving lives, her thoughts pure and kind, never once harming another.

This was the excellent tradition of the Tang family ingrained in her bones, something that couldn’t be corrupted.

“What do you want to say?”

Tang Zhinian sat down, but it was plain to see there was something off about his expression, flames still flickering in his eyes, veins on the back of his hand throbbing visibly on the tabletop.

If it were Wei Tian standing in front of him instead of Sang Zhilan and her daughter, perhaps the fists would have already flown.

“Always the good samaritan, huh,” Tang Yuxin said as she brought the cup back to her lips, of course to prevent any future troubles and to make certain people understand this wasn’t a marketplace where they could come and go as they pleased.

She had to not only support the mother who had wronged her all her life but also the woman and daughter born to another man—the same daughter who took everything from her, even sparing her life.