Transmigration: Getting Rich with My Space and Supplies novel Chapter 118

Chapter 118: Chapter 114 Please Start Your Performance

Outside the Rong Family’s gate were those people who hadn’t left yet, listening to the wails from the courtyard...

They quite enjoyed listening and were somewhat reluctant to leave.

After all, they had nothing better to do.

But they hadn’t expected that they would see Teng Rong from the main house arrive.

Their eyes lit up... Was the drama about to unfold again?

Luckily, they hadn’t left.

"Teng Rong, why have you come over?"

By this time, Madam Rong wasn’t allowing Qin Yu to support her anymore. "Rong Wenming and Rong Zhen, these two scoundrels... It’s like they can’t wait for Old Rong to live another day... These black-hearted things, they can’t even wait two more days, they come to anger Old Rong early in the morning... They want to infuriate Old Rong to death. That way, after our mother and daughter are driven out, they can take over our family’s property."

"These black-hearted things have no sibling affection whatsoever; wanting to infuriate their big brother isn’t enough, they also have to disgrace and scheme against my daughter! You listen... My daughter is married off in the countryside, and these black-hearted ones took someone’s money—I don’t know whose—and with just a word, they want my daughter to get a divorce, so they can trade her for benefits..."

"They want money and such, why don’t they marry off their own daughters? It wasn’t enough that my daughter was schemed against once; now it’s happening again. It’s clear they think my family is easy to bully..."

She spoke with such distress that tears came forth, truly aggrieved.

It invoked sympathy in others and a shared sense of indignant frustration.

Off to the side, Qin Yu: ...

I’m still just a youth—It seems there’s so much more I need to learn.

Madam Rong concluded her speech, wiping away tears that weren’t there.

Her expression was one of furious determination: "I won’t talk to you anymore. I want to ask these people, do you still have a conscience? Otherwise, how could you push my daughter to this state?"

"Teng Rong, don’t be too upset. Your family still needs you to stand strong... Don’t mind these people. If your health suffers from the stress, that would be a real loss."

"That’s right, don’t upset yourself. What’s that saying—something about revenge being sweet but painful?"

"The hurt of loved ones, the joy of enemies." There were educated people among the crowd.

"Yes, that’s the one. You need to take good care of yourself..."

...

"Thank you, I’m fine. I just need to get some justice..." As Madam Rong turned around, her face transformed, her eyes blazing with fury.

The walls were not soundproof in the first place, and without the gate, there was nothing to block sound at all.

Of course, the Rong Family, just starting to sit up, heard all this dialogue.

They were livid.

This was shameless... They were the ones who were beaten.

Their house was the one that was smashed.

And she had the nerve to demand justice? What sort of justice would that be?

Her precious daughter... was the one who had beaten both old and young alike.

Could there be such filial piety?

Grandma Rong had been frightened earlier; now, she was so overcome she couldn’t even speak.

She had lived a long life and seen her fair share of grand scenes, but like today... She felt that her previous experiences paled in comparison.

Madam Rong entered, saw a courtyard full of people with bruised faces, and immediately her heart burst with joy.

Her eyes scanned the scene... then landed on the several smashed windows, and she couldn’t contain her smile.

Daughter, you did too well!

"What are you doing here?" Grandma Rong’s face was dark.

"Of course, I’ve come to seek justice. Look at them... acting less than human, see how they’ve agitated my daughter. If she were to be so aggravated, could you compensate me for such a good daughter?"

"Teng Rong, don’t go too far..." Grandma Rong trembled with rage.

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