I sold grilled fish in the 70s!

Chapter 135: A Chance Encounter with Mu Long

But it wasn't until I moved away from the Yang residence that I realized that to survive in this treacherous society, one must learn rules and etiquette. Without these, one is easily vulnerable to malicious attacks from ill-intentioned people.

Back when we lived in the Yang family mansion, my father often forced my sister and me to read the Analects and the Tao Te Ching. I always made excuses to avoid it, as he didn't want to read these books that he considered useless. Now, I'm gradually understanding my father's good intentions towards my sister and me! However, there's one thing I don't understand: neither my sister nor I are my father's biological children. Why then would he go to such lengths to teach us sisters?

Actually, I knew two months ago that my father had a woman he loved most. But at the time, I didn't know how to tell my mother. She was probably busy scraping together money for my good-for-nothing uncle and had no time to care what my father was doing all day.

I had no idea that for many years, a woman as beautiful as an angel had lived in my father's heart. The reason I knew this secret was because one time I felt a bit depressed staying in the Yang mansion every day. So, when my mother wasn't looking, I secretly ran away from the Yang mansion.

I learned from my classmates that Shenglong Street was the most prosperous place in the world. What was most intriguing was that no one had ever seen the true face of the street's owner since the street's founding. So, filled with immense curiosity, I went to Shenglong Street alone.

To my surprise, when I arrived at Shenglong Street, I saw my father, who always had a stern face towards my mother and me, now tenderly holding an umbrella for another woman. The woman was holding a kitten that my father had recently brought home from somewhere. While holding the umbrella for the woman, my father gently stroked the kitten's tiny paw with his fingers.

I was very curious about what they would say! So I moved closer to them and listened carefully.

Little Furong, your mommy is holding you right now! So be a good girl, okay?

"Hehe! Yang Mulong, if I am Xiao Furong's mother, then who are you to Xiao Furong?" The beautiful woman said this through gritted teeth.

Do you even need to ask? He's Little Hibiscus's dad! My good girl, shall we both be Little Hibiscus's dad and mom?

Yang Mulong, what do you mean by that? Is it because after Xiao Furong became our child, you no longer want to be with me and have a cute child?

Just as my father was about to explain to the beautiful woman, I, who was following behind them, couldn't help but speak up.

Sister, you're absolutely right! My dad doesn't want to have a baby with you because he already has two very cute children.

When my father heard me say that, he immediately turned around and looked at me coldly. He also said to me in a very indifferent voice that I shouldn't casually say the word "father" to a strange man.

But.......

Just as I was about to say something, I saw my father stretch out his hands and clap them towards the sky. A moment later, two or three men in black knelt respectfully beside us.

Get this big problem out of my sight right now! And from today onwards, you all need to keep a close eye on her at all times.

As soon as I heard that my father was going to lock me up, I immediately started shaking my hands frantically.

No, no, no! Father, please don't lock me up, okay? I was just momentarily out of my mind when I said those things.

Alright! I ask you, why aren't you staying at home reading in the middle of the day? What are you doing here on Shenglong Street?

When I heard my father ask me this question, I knew he was already very angry! I originally wanted to ask my father with a clear conscience what his relationship with that beautiful fairy sister was.

Since I can remember, I have never seen my father and mother show any affection. Even when my little sister was born, my father never held her in his arms or comforted her.

Before I could even explain to my father why I was on Shenglong Street, I saw him impatiently address the two men in black standing behind him. "You two good-for-nothings! Didn't you hear what I just said? What are you all standing there for?"

Father, where are these two uncles in black taking me? Father, if you lock me up like this without any reason, Mother will be heartbroken! Father, you love my mother so much, you wouldn't want her to be sad, would you?

Sure! Yang Mulong, you keep saying that you only love me in this world. To win my heart, you even went to another city to bring back two adorable pet cats as our token of love. But I never expected that you'd not only married another woman, but your daughter is already so grown up!

After saying that, the beautiful fairy sister angrily shoved the kitten she was holding back into her father's arms. Then she squatted down, picked up an orange cat standing next to her, and left without looking back.

Only then did I suddenly understand why my very clean-loving father had liked to hold a tiny kitten that had just turned one month old in his arms. It was all because his favorite woman loved cats...

Since my father already had his favorite woman, why did he still marry my mother? I learned this question one summer afternoon from a group of maids chatting idly. It was from that day that I learned my mother had once been just a maid in the Yang household. She had become my father's mother through various means, and my father despised women like my mother who were vain and would stop at nothing to climb the social ladder.

Meow! Meow! Meow!

Just then, Little Hibiscus, whom I had tied up with a rope, meowed a few more times, and my gaze turned to this adorable little kitten. To be honest, I also really love this little kitten that my dad has, and every time I see it, I always want to hold it in my arms and play with it.

But I was also afraid of being seen by my parents! I don't know why my mother was always so hostile towards this little kitten who was only a month old. She would always instigate my little sister and me late at night to argue with my grandmother and grandma, using the excuse that my parents both loved this cute little kitten.