When Su Yan returned to the Su Family Mansion, Su Qian and the other two were enjoying their parent-child relationship in the living room.
Su Qian was all smiles and her voice was gentle, as if she had said something cute. Mother Su lightly tapped Su Qian's forehead with a smile. Su Qian stuck out her tongue while Father Su looked at Su Qian and her daughter lovingly. Mother Su laughed happily. Even the corners of her eyes, which usually took great care of herself, had wrinkles.
This was a result that Su Yan had never achieved after working hard for the Su family for more than twenty years. This was probably the nature of mother and daughter.
"Miss, you're back?" The butler's voice startled the happy family.
As if the pause button had been pressed, the smile on Mother Su's face faded. In the end, she said indifferently, "Xiao Yan, you're back? Let's eat since you're back."
Su Qian quickly ran over and hugged Su Yan's arm like a spoiled child. "Big Sister, you're so beautiful. You look even more beautiful in this dress, unlike me. I didn't develop well, so my dress can't support me. I've wasted your efforts." These words didn't sound like a problem at first, but they were like thorns in the ears of those who were interested.
Mother Su hugged her shoulders and leaned against the back of the sofa. She sneered. "That's right. Your sister has enjoyed eighteen years of happiness on your behalf. That's why she can develop well and have the time to learn how to make dresses."
After saying that, she sized up Su Yan and frowned. "Why are you dressed so sexily at such a young age? Who are you trying to seduce? Quickly change out of this dress and don't wear it anymore."
Su Yan touched her chest. It did not hurt or upset her. It made sense, after seven years of torture in her previous life, she naturally would not have any expectations for this pair of scum.
"Daddy, aren't you going to say something?" Su Yan ignored Mother Su's reprimand and turned to look at the cold-faced man.
Father Su, who originally did not intend to get involved in these matters, could only cough. "Xiao Yan, your mother is right. This dress does not suit you."
Seeing that Su Yan's expression did not change, Father Su said, "Would your mother and I harm you? You and Qianqian are our biological daughters."
"Biological... daughter?" Su Yan's tone was a little strange. She lowered her head, her expression dark.
Coincidentally, Su Qian was holding onto Su Yan's arm. Her eyes were red as she said pitifully, "Big Sister, don't fight with Daddy and Mommy because of me, okay? It's all my fault. I shouldn't have come back. I-I'll leave right now." As she spoke, she covered her face and ran upstairs, looking as if she was about to pack her luggage and leave.
How could Mother Su let Su Qian suffer like this? She immediately stopped Su Qian and hugged her in her arms as she coaxed her like a treasure. Then, she turned around and scolded Su Yan.
"Ever since we were young, I've treated you like my own daughter. You've already enjoyed eighteen years of happiness on behalf of your sister. What else do you want? Qianqian didn't do anything wrong, she's just envious of you. Why can't you accept her?"
"I didn't," Su Yan said innocently. "I haven't said a word to Su Qian since the beginning. She was just talking to herself and imagining a farce. I feel wronged."
Su Qian's eyes immediately turned red, and her nose turned red. She tugged on her mother's clothes and said, "Mom, don't get into a conflict with my sister because of me. It's all my fault, it's all my fault."
Su Qian's mother's heart softened at Su Qian's tears and she cried out for Su Qian.
Su Yan felt disgusted.
"What sin did I commit? How did I raise such an ingrate? I provided her with good food and drinks, but she can't even tolerate her sister." Mother Su cried sorrowfully. Unfortunately, her acting wasn't very good as it didn't look real, and she wasn't like Su Qian who cried like a pear blossom bathed in rain.
"Xiao Yan." Father Su's helpless cry made Su Yan feel that it was a pity that she could not continue watching the show. "Xiao Yan, your mother's heart is aching for Qianqian. That's why she spoke without thinking. Don't take it to heart."
Su Yan smiled. "Of course not."
Only then did Father Su walk in front of Su Yan, feeling very touched. He held Su Yan's hand and said with a gratified expression, "Xiao Yan, you know that your sister just came back not long ago. She doesn't have enough pretty clothes. This time, we only received three admission tickets for Yun Shang's fashion week. Look..."
"Father, are you telling me not to participate and to give up my seat to Su Qian?" Su Yan was still smiling, but there was no warmth in her beautiful eyes.
It was a pity that Father Su was too confident about his position in Su Yan's heart. He nodded and promised, "If there's a chance next time, I'll definitely bring you along."
The matter seemed to have been decided just like that, whether Su Yan was willing or not. Father Su coaxed Su Qian for a while before Su Qian finally stopped crying. She timidly looked at Su Yan, her heart filled with jealousy. Su Yan was too beautiful. Her small face was only the size of a palm and the color was thick. She was exquisite and beautiful. Coupled with her red dress, she was simply too beautiful.
Compared to Su Yan, she was like an ugly duckling.