Rebirth in 1986: Unforgettable Regrets

"You're not wrong." Tang Yue interrupted him, her voice dripping with sarcasm: "Now your career is flourishing, you have a wife, and a pair of children. You're really a winner in life, aren't you?"

Every word from Tang Yue, and that mocking tone of hers, felt like needles stabbing into Lian He's heart.

Lian He looked deeply at Tang Yue; she should have been his daughter, supposed to be closest to her dad. But now, she's even less than a stranger to him...

"Xiao Yue." Lian He, with trembling hands, took out a bankbook from his pocket and handed it forward, saying, "Xiao Yue, there's some money in here. Although it can't make up for the hurt I caused you and your mom in the past, it's... at least something..."

Slap. Tang Yue casually slapped the bankbook away. She tilted her head up, her voice as cold as ever: "If you think this will ease your guilt, forget it. Just continue with your guilt, since you did what you did, you should bear whatever consequences come, it's all brought upon by yourself."

Tang Yue walked past Lian He.

Bai Qing hurriedly followed her.

The bankbook, by coincidence, fell right in front of Xiang Yazhi, who was pretending to read the newspaper. Perhaps by chance, the bankbook had flipped open to the page with the figures.

Following the "two" was a long string of zeroes. Xiang Yazhi's pupils shrank, she stared closely, and the rage in her chest flared up.

To hell with patience, to hell with plotting!

Xiang Yazhi threw aside the newspaper and chased after them, grabbed Tang Yue's hand, and swung a slap her way.

Tang Yue never expected to be hit by a stranger.

Before Xiang Yazhi could do more, Bai Qing pushed her away firmly.

Without another word, Tang Yue stepped forward, grabbed Xiang Yazhi, and swung two slaps right back at her.

"Are you crazy?" Tang Yue, after slapping, immediately stepped back, looking at this strange woman. Being slapped out of nowhere, she naturally felt upset.

The woman in front of her wore luxurious clothing, clearly well-maintained, visibly accustomed to a life of luxury, but her face had a somewhat sharp, bitter look, and those eyes, filled with jealousy, as if Tang Yue had stolen her husband.

"You little vixen." Xiang Yazhi was furious. How could Lian He simply give this little vixen money from their family? She furiously advanced to hit Tang Yue.

Beside them, Bai Qing, holding onto Xiang Yazhi's wrist, immobilized her no matter how much Xiang Yazhi struggled.

"Let go!" Xiang Yazhi yelled at Bai Qing, unable to move her hands, she began kicking at Bai Qing.

But who is Bai Qing?

Xiang Yazhi's kicks didn't even come close to touching the hem of Bai Qing's clothes; instead, she just wore herself out.

"Yazhi?" Lian He recognized the woman, surprised, and asked, "What are you doing here?"

"Lian He, who is she? Why would you give her two hundred thousand? Two hundred thousand!" Xiang Yazhi questioned Lian He.

"She..." Lian He hesitated while looking at Xiang Yazhi's almost crazed demeanour, then he heard the sneer beside his ear.

"Mr. Lian, you still say you want to recognize me, how come you can't even acknowledge my identity in public, are you kidding me?" Tang Yue calmly said, her gaze falling again on Xiang Yazhi. Was it this woman who bewitched Lian He to the point of forsaking even his own mother?

Aside from looking a bit better maintained, what part of her sharp and bitter demeanor is as beautiful as a mother?

"Xiao Yue."

Upon hearing this, Lian He, thinking there might be a chance to recognize Tang Yue as his daughter, quickly explained: "Yazhi, this is my and Hualian's daughter."

"At first, I didn't know Hualian was pregnant with my daughter, nor that she had given birth to her. Now that I know, all the money I earn naturally includes a portion for Xiao Yue." Lian He stepped forward to Xiang Yazhi, speaking self-evidently, even imagining in his mind that since Xiao Yue hadn't been raised by his side from a young age, he should compensate her more.

"On what basis?" Xiang Yazhi incredulously looked at Lian He, thinking he would be afraid to reveal the true nature of Tang Yue.

"What daughter, she's clearly illegitimate." Xiang Yazhi took a deep breath, her eyes on Tang Yue, the woman so beautiful she felt threatened. Even though her own Qingqing was pretty, compared to Tang Yue who only seemed coquettish, she appeared lacking.

"Lian He, don't be fooled by others, every Tom, Dick, and Harry claims to be your daughter. Our Lian Family is so wealthy, who wouldn't want a share?" Xiang Yazhi's words clearly denied the existence of Tang Yue, and even more, refused to accept Tang Yue as Lian He's biological daughter.

"Science is so advanced nowadays, I heard overseas they can draw blood to determine if she's your child..." Before Xiang Yazhi could finish, Tang Yue quickly stepped forward, grabbed Xiang Yazhi's collar, and slapped her.

Tang Yue quickly retreated, saying coldly: "Mr. Lian, please control your wife, and keep her from spewing nonsense, not everyone is desperate to be your daughter."

With that, Tang Yue turned and walked away.

Bai Qing glanced at Xiang Yazhi and followed Tang Yue. In this brief encounter, it was as if he saw Tang Yue in a new light.

Usually easy-going to approach, gentle in manners, with a voice clear and melodious yet tender. Who knew she was so decisive in a fight.

The first time, two slaps were returned, and she knew to quickly retreat, protecting herself.

The second time, to defend Hualian she slapped back and then shut Lian He down with her words.

Even that madwoman likely wouldn't dare seek out Tang Yue for revenge, not if Lian He would allow it.

"Ah..." Xiang Yazhi screamed, instinctively chasing after Tang Yue, wanting to retaliate. She had just stepped forward when Lian He grabbed her.

"Lian He, your wife has been hit, don't you know?" Xiang Yazhi was furious, her face feeling fiery hot with pain. From a young age, whether in the Xiang Family or the Lian Family, she had always been the most cherished. Except for encountering obstacles with Lian He, neither her family nor outsiders had ever disregarded her, let alone hit her.

"If you hadn't spoken that way about Xiao Yue and her mother, would she have hit you?" Lian He coldly looked at Xiang Yazhi. Zhang Hualian was the eternal beloved in his heart, a permanent mark, and not only could Tang Yue not stand Xiang Yazhi's words, neither would he allow such disrespect towards Zhang Hualian's character.

"What about those first two slaps then?" Xiang Yazhi gritted her teeth.

"If you hadn't hit her first, would she have hit you?" Lian He coldly said, "Aren't you supposed to be in Sea City? Why did you suddenly come to Wangjiang County? And follow me?"

The initially pitiful-looking Xiang Yazhi's heart skipped a beat. She covered her face, tears streaming down: "I-I just thought, I'd come to see you when I was free. I wasn't following you."