Transmigration: I Have Storage Space in the Apocalypse novel Chapter 260

Chapter 260: Chapter 256 Do You Still Want That Thigh? [-05 Update]

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"It’s not my fault, why do you blame me? I’ve already considered myself as a daughter of the Yan Family. Why abandon me!"

Yan Jinxian was slapping the wooden bed; everything here was so awful. Not only the pillow and quilt, but even the air in the room emitted a stench of mold, making it unbearable for her!

Though she had been to the countryside to experience life, other farmer’s homes, although not well-off, were quite clean, not dirty, messy, and moldy like now. She couldn’t understand how they dared to provide her with beddings that seemed unwashed for ages!

"Enough, you’ve been complaining for days now, do you still want your thigh or not?" Lin Aimei was also furious. She thought returning to her hometown would at least guarantee a decent life because of the pregnancy.

However, the Zhang Family’s reputation plummeted to its lowest because of the Yan Family’s ruckus, her mother-in-law got taken away, and as soon as she stepped outside, people pointed fingers. And the only beneficiary was here cursing everyone and everything, she really wanted to throw her out!

"Mind your own business, get lost!" If it weren’t for her injured thigh immobilizing her, she wouldn’t be lying on this broken bed!

"Ugh, I didn’t even want to care! If I didn’t know you were from the Zhang Family, I would have kicked you out long ago! What are you? No matter how bad your mother was, she ensured you were well-fed and taken care of by the Yan Family for nineteen years. Do you know how much suffering Zhang Shanni endured from her childhood in the Zhang Family? And you still dare to complain about why you were born into the Zhang Family? Without Lin Zhaodi’s absolute dedication in plotting for your future, do you think you could’ve grown up so wealthy?"

"Shut up!" Lin Jinxian yelled dissatisfied.

Although Lin Aimei spoke the truth, at nineteen, Yan Jinxian had some intellect to know better. Knowing it’s one thing; facing it is another.

There’s a saying "let the understood remain unsaid," but Lin Aimei’s direct confrontation was meant to urge her to change, yet Yan Jinxian looked at her with utter disdain.

"What are you glaring at me for? If you’re so capable, go back to your luxurious home. Don’t just lie here expecting people to serve you! Acting as though you are so beloved and special!"

Lin Aimei became even more incensed and spoke more bluntly.

Forget Yan Jinxian; after such a huge incident in the family, her older and second aunts behaved as if dead, neither even daring to come back nor visit Lin Zhaodi.

After all, Lin Zhaodi raised her and her sisters with utmost care... But when she remembered the lies spread by the brigade and the gloating visit from the older brother the day before yesterday, she sighed deeply for her own misfortune.

Surely with such a mother, her aunts must be struggling at their husbands’ homes.

Lin Aimei, originally couldn’t lift her head high in the Zhang Family because of her older brother’s issues, but she endured it for the sake of getting close to Zhang Dongliang.

But now observing the Zhang Family’s predicament, she realized how fortunes turn; just like how it shifted from the eastern family, now it was the western family’s turn!

Thinking this made Lin Aimei secretly pleased. Now that she held herself with a pregnancy and had good relations with her husband Xie Dongliang, she couldn’t care less for the abrupt Yan Jinxian.

How far can a woman who can’t even see her own situation clearly go?

"You—" Yan Jinxian felt a piercing pain in her chest from Lin Aimei’s words and wanted to rush over and fight her, but she was helpless with her injured thigh tightly bound; moving was not an option unless she wanted to make matters worse.

"What about me! Listen, young lady, recognize the reality. You can’t even identify what you are and still want to talk tough here? Thinking you are still Yan Family’s daughter? Tsk tsk tsk, really delusional!"

Lin Aimei saw the small pale face opposite her turning red and purple with anger, and she felt a wave of malicious satisfaction.