Reborn as a Superpower Girl in the 80s-Chapter 777 Probably Has Another Ulterior Motive

Yang Shuning, the granddaughter from the second branch, said, "Grandpa, can’t we get past the events of that year? You don’t acknowledge my parents, but what did we do wrong when we were so young?" freēwēbnovel.com

Feng Shumin walked out and opened the door, "Eldest, second, take them back with you. There’s no need to play the family connection card anymore. After everything we’ve been through, we’ve learned to let go. Now we just want to live a quiet life."

The events of that year were still fresh in their memories; if it weren’t for Bingwen and Guo Liang’s maneuvers back then, they might have died in the custody of the *Revolutionary Committee*.

Indeed, they had agreed as a couple that, should something happen, they would disown their children to protect them as much as possible.

But they had not expected that, as soon as there were rumors, their children would be the first to disown them and even add new charges against them. The heartache cut deep, and they would never forget it until the day they died.

Now, years later, they thought that a few nice words would be enough to earn forgiveness from these ingrates. They’d never committed a heinous act in their lives, so how did they end up raising three children who were so selfish, unfeeling, and inhumane?

Zining, the daughter from the eldest branch, stepped forward, "Grandma, do you not want me either?"

Feng Shumin glanced at the granddaughter she and her husband had adored since childhood and could never forget the words that came from her lips: "You’re all bad people, I hate you, I wish you were dead."

Suddenly feeling dizzy, she steadied herself against the door frame and said to Luo Qiao behind her, "Tell them to leave."

Luo Qiao stepped out of the courtyard, "This is the Lunar New Year; if you really cared about them, you wouldn’t have chosen this day to come."

Yang Shuning from the second branch ’hmphed’ and approached Luo Qiao, whispering, "Do you know what you are? You just want to steal the Yang Family’s property, don’t you? I think Grandpa and Grandma are just confused."

Luo Qiao looked at the girl in front of her, "My identity is not important; what matters is that you will pay the price for your words."

Lu Yichen came out and stared at the Yang Family members, saying coldly, "Please leave immediately."

Yang Ligang, the second son, stepped up, "Mom and Dad, it’s me, Ligang. We were scared back then, and I know we were wrong. Now that you’re older, won’t you give us a chance to make amends?"

Yang Jiancheng felt a sharp pain in his chest with anger, "If you really had the intention to admit your wrongs and make amends, you wouldn’t have made a scene upon our return, you wouldn’t have lusted after that compensation money. It sounds nice now, but I suspect you have ulterior motives. Get out."

Luo Qiao watched these people coldly, thinking she might need to call Jing Wanpeng. Weren’t they promised that these people wouldn’t come to make trouble again? Yet here they were, stirring things up again, and on the first day of the new year no less.

Yang Ligang exhaled, genuinely regretful. He thought after all these years, his parents might have cooled down, which is why he came when his big brother contacted him.

Knowing his parents wouldn’t let them in today, he called his wife and two children and, after saying a word to his eldest brother, turned and left the courtyard; he had no face to stay.

Outside the gate, there was already a crowd gathered, pointing and gossiping about them.

Lu Yichen glared at Eldest of the Yang Family, Yang Liwu, "Leave quickly if you don’t want to cause a bigger scene."

Yang Liwu stared at the main room’s door for a long while, "Mom and Dad, we’ll be going now. We’ll come to see you another time."

They had wanted to leave their things behind, but Luo Qiao wouldn’t allow it. She knew that even if they did, her Master and his wife wouldn’t accept it—it would only upset them further.

After the people left, Luo Qiao finally dispersed the nosy neighbors who were watching the commotion.

Entering the house, Luo Qiao saw Yang Jiancheng’s expression begin to ease, "Qiaoqiao, let them leave the Capital; your Master and I want to live a peaceful life."

Luo Qiao nodded, "Okay, in a few days, I’ll arrange for them to be moved out of the Capital."

Yang Jiancheng wasn’t naive; if the other two families had been peaceful these years, it was definitely because his disciple had done something. He and his wife knew very well what sort of people their children were.

He’d heard Luo Qiao mention once that she had taken precautions, fearing they might change their minds and harm their relationship again in the future.

But after all that had happened, the couple’s hearts had long since gone cold. With Luo Qiao, their disciple, there, he had nothing to worry about.

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