TFWYH – Chapter 253 Remembering That Person

“Fine!” Madam Yang glared angrily at Ling Canghai. “Return the silver, the marriage is off. Take your daughter and your whole family and get out. Don’t dirty my house!”

“Thank you, Auntie Yang!” Ling Canghai finally let out a heavy breath of relief, immediately taking out the silver to return to her.

Ling Sheng, face dark, grabbed Ling Xiaofang and dragged her away.

“No, I’m not leaving! Cousin Yu! Cousin Yu…” Ling Xiaofang stared desperately at the figure getting farther and farther away, tears blurring her vision.

Ling Sheng found her unbearable and slapped her hard, knocking her unconscious before carrying her off.

Ling Canghai seemed to age ten years in an instant. He cupped his hands toward Tang Wan and left, bringing along the pale-faced Madam Qian.

Old Man Ling didn’t dare stay any longer either. He carried Old Madam Liu on his back and ran, terrified the Yang family would send him to the authorities.

Seeing him flee, Madam Yang cursed, “What are you running for? Take those two filthy things inside with you!”

“Don’t want them. Just throw them out!” Old Man Ling didn’t even turn his head, running faster than a rabbit.

With Zhang Tao’s behavior today, he’d have to be insane to want her back!

Madam Yang was furious.

What kind of man was that?

Your own woman and you won’t take her?

She’s only dirty to you now—weren’t you fine with it when you were on top of her?

In the end, Zhang Tao and Zheng Sanpao were literally thrown out by Yang San’s two brothers.

Zhang Tao’s dignity was completely gone; hatred surged wildly in her heart.

Before she left, she shot a venomous look at Ling Yu, gritted her teeth, and walked away.

To embarrass herself in front of Ling Yu—this was more painful than death.

Little did she know, Ling Yu had no intention of letting her go.

To Ling Yu, someone like Zhang Tao was like a snake hiding in the dark—ready to jump out and bite him at any moment. Impossible to guard against.

Of this, Ling Yu understood all too well.

After Tang Wan’s family bade farewell, Ling Yu gave the excuse of having matters at the academy and also left.

Tang Wan brought Ling Chen and the still-shaken Madam Jiang home.

Treading Snow obediently walked along the bluestone road, finding the way home without needing guidance.

Inside the carriage, Madam Jiang was still frightened. She held Tang Wan’s hand tightly, repeatedly asking for confirmation that Ling Yue was safe.

Tang Wan, though tired of repeating herself, patiently reassured her again and again that Ling Yue was fine.

Even so, Madam Jiang remained anxious.

It was little Ling Chen who finally spoke. “Mother, don’t worry. Su Xi knows martial arts. With her by Second Sister’s side, how would she ever suffer a loss?”

“That’s true. Su Xi is there.” Madam Jiang forced herself to calm down, letting out a long sigh. “But how could Xiaofang act like that? Even though Yu’er is… sigh…”

She was thinking the same thing Ling Yu had thought.

Even if Ling Yu and Ling Xiaofang had no blood relation, he was still her cousin in name!

How could a cousin like her like her own cousin?

At that moment, Madam Jiang shared the same sentiment as Ling Canghai and Ling Sheng—

Why did he have to be born so outrageously handsome?!

As she thought this, her mind involuntarily drifted to Ling Yu’s biological father.

That man had also been extremely handsome when young, making countless young ladies blush and swoon.

But unlike Ling Yu’s serene, ethereal, otherworldly beauty—

He was a domineering, forceful, cold-faced demon king.

Even now, whenever she thought of him, Madam Jiang couldn’t help but feel her heartbeat go astray.

“Mother?” Tang Wan noticed her dreamy, lovestruck expression and called her, puzzled. “What are you thinking about?”

Madam Jiang snapped back to reality, embarrassedly smiling. “Nothing. Just worried about Yue’er. Make Snow-Step go faster—I’ll only feel at ease once I see her.”

“Alright.” Tang Wan frowned slightly but didn’t ask further. She went outside to drive the horse.

Little Ling Chen’s eyes rolled, and he asked tentatively, “Mother, were you thinking about Uncle?”