The Pitiful Little Thing of the 1980s Compound is a Metaphysics Tycoon
Chapter 130: Su Yan's Threat
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The atmosphere in the room was suffocatingly oppressive.
As Su Jianguo looked at Li Qiuhua and Su Mo, his expression grew increasingly grim, and his heart grew even heavier.
It was at this moment that Su Yan appeared in their line of sight.
"Yan Yan, why did you come over here?" Su Jianguo's strained voice seemed to suppress some kind of emotion.
Before Su Yan could speak, Li Qiuhua said excitedly, "It's perfect that she's here! We can confront her face-to-face!"
"What exactly do you want to confront me about?" Su Yan did not flinch or dodge; she was open and upright.
Because of her rage, the veins on Li Qiuhua's neck bulged out.
"The money you gave me wasn't real money at all—it was joss paper used for the dead! Mo Mo is right, you are a monster! You actually managed to make us see fake money as real!"
"Su Yan, you wanted to make my mom look like a fool in public today, but you didn't expect to expose yourself, did you? You won't be able to hide anymore!" Su Mo raised her voice, her gaze looking at her as if it were laced with poison.
The mother and daughter sang in harmony, filled with righteous indignation.
Su Jianguo's face was shrouded in gloom; he could no longer bear to hear a single word of what they were saying.
"Yan Yan, go back to your room first. I will handle this here."
"What real money or fake money? Where would I get money?" Su Yan countered with a deadpan expression.
Her attitude left all three of them utterly stunned.
"Su Yan! Are you still trying to play dumb? I asked you for money, and you indeed gave me a stack of cash; Mo Mo and Qiangqiang can both testify to it. I took the money you gave me to the market, but in the end, it all turned into joss paper!" Li Qiuhua was incensed. At this point, it was impossible for her to deny it!
Instead of being angry, Su Yan laughed. "Are you telling a story? First, I have never given you any money. Second, you and Su Mo both have eyes; how could you possibly be unable to tell real money from fake? If you two want to frame me, you should at least come up with better methods."
"Yan Yan, are you saying they did this on purpose?" Su Jianguo felt a heavy sense of suppression, as if he might explode at any moment.
"Bullshit! Su Yan, how can you twist black and white like this? Jianguo, you can choose not to believe me, but would Mo Mo lie? And Qiangqiang—Qiangqiang was playing in the courtyard at the time, he saw it with his own eyes..."
"Shut up! Li Qiuhua, do you really take me for a fool?"
Su Jianguo's reprimand was accompanied by a raging storm.
Li Qiuhua trembled in fear, looking at him in disbelief.
Su Jianguo's face was so dark it looked as if it could drip water. "Li Qiuhua, I know you have disliked Yan Yan from the very beginning and didn't want her to come back. Since this home can no longer accommodate you, then you should leave!"
As these cold words were spoken, his heart was torn in two.
He hadn't expected things to reach this point in the end.
Not only was Li Qiuhua stunned in place, but Su Mo was no exception.
She couldn't even believe what she was hearing.
"Dad, how can you be so biased toward Su Yan? This time, Mom really didn't..."
Su Jianguo had no intention of letting her finish her sentence either. However, compared to his loss of control a moment ago, he had suddenly made up his mind and calmed down completely.
"Mo Mo, for the past dozen years, I have always treated you as my own daughter, doing everything in my power to give you the best. I never asked for much; I only hoped you could get along well with Yan Yan. But looking at it now, it seems it is impossible for you to live together. You can call me biased or say I cannot distinguish right from wrong, but right now, I only want to do what a father should do!"
At this moment, his choice was incredibly firm.
Between Li Qiuhua and Su Yan, he had always chosen Su Yan.
Su Mo's eyes widened; she could not accept this version of Su Jianguo.
The twelve years of fatherly affection and filial piety, the scenes of warmth—all of it had turned into a joke because of these words!
Li Qiuhua panicked, completely panicked.
"Jianguo, you can't do this! We still have Qiangqiang!"
Su Qiang was her last hope and reliance.
Su Jianguo's wandering gaze landed on Su Qiang, who was huddling in the corner of the wall not far away, and a flash of pain appeared in his eyes. But it lasted only a moment; beyond his decisiveness, there was nothing else.
"You can take Qiangqiang and leave with you, or you can let Qiangqiang stay, and I will take care of him."
"No! I won't leave! This is my home too! I am a member of the Su family in life, and a ghost of the Su family in death!"
Li Qiuhua wailed heart-wrenchingly. Clearly, the one with the real problem was Su Yan, so why couldn't he see it or hear it?!
"I won't leave either!" Su Mo's voice trembled violently.
She was Su Jianguo's daughter; no one could change that!
Su Jianguo felt a splitting headache.
Su Yan was somewhat surprised by his attitude and way of handling things; she hadn't intended to resolve the issue with this mother and daughter so quickly.
However, seeing her father's angry and sorrowful appearance, a trace of pity rose in her heart.
"Dad, anger is bad for your health. Why don't you come sit in my room for a bit?"
Pleading was absolutely out of the question; the current situation for Li Qiuhua and Su Mo was entirely of their own making.
Su Jianguo took a deep breath, and after hesitating for a few seconds, he walked out without looking back.
Su Yan beckoned to Su Qiang in the corner. "Xiao Qiang, come to Big Sister."
Only five years old, Su Qiang had no understanding of what was happening between the adults. He only knew that his mommy and daddy were fighting. Now, hearing Su Yan call him so gently, he felt as if he had suddenly found an anchor amidst his helplessness.
But just as he was about to walk over, Li Qiuhua rushed over like a madwoman and pulled him into her arms.
"Su Yan, don't you dare touch Qiangqiang!"
Her expression was so hideous, it was as if Su Yan were going to devour Su Qiang alive.
Su Yan gave a cold laugh and, not wanting to argue, prepared to leave as well.
Li Qiuhua suddenly cried out, "How can you do this? I am your father's companion, the person he relies on in his old age! Without me, your father will spend the rest of his life all alone! Su Yan, you are truly too cruel!"
She felt that anyone with even a shred of conscience would be moved by what she just said.
But Su Yan was destined to let her be "disappointed."
A faint trace of mockery appeared on Su Yan's face. "Li Qiuhua, I remember warning you before not to provoke me again. Furthermore, as for what you have done yourself—do you want me to expose it in front of your own children?"
The last sentence was like a bomb, blowing Li Qiuhua apart and leaving her trembling with fear.
Impossible!
What this blind girl said absolutely could not be about *that* matter!
Watching Su Yan's departing figure, she actually didn't dare to say another word.
"Mom, what did she mean just now? Is there something else you're hiding from me?"
Su Mo had also sensed something amiss, and an ominous feeling rose in her heart.
In her view, although Su Yan was the culprit behind the current situation, it was also because her mother was too foolish to be manipulated by her.
Li Qiuhua guiltily averted her gaze and stammered, "No, nothing. For now, we should hurry and think about how to calm your father down, okay?"
(End of Chapter)