Volume One, Chapter 18: Tuan Tuan Is Not a Jinx; She Is His Beloved Daughter
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No matter how hard Yang Ling pulled, she couldn’t get the little toddler sitting on the sofa eating buns to stand up. It was as if she was trying to lift Mount Tai itself rather than a child.
Yang Ling lowered her head and met the toddler’s pure, clear eyes, which made her look somewhat wicked.
Yang Ling: “……”
This child is toxic!
Wang Tiantian saw that although her mother said she’d throw the toddler out, her body remained motionless, which made her angry.
Tiantian shouted loudly, “Mom, have you not eaten? Why do you have no strength at all?”
Not eaten?
The toddler casually picked up a soft large bun and offered it: “Auntie, so you want to eat buns too.”
Yang Ling’s face turned bright red with embarrassment.
What an awkward moment.
Before she could speak, Old Master Yang’s slap landed hard on her arm.
Yang Ling winced in pain and reluctantly withdrew her hand.
Sitting aside, the toddler noticed the dark aura shadowing Yang Ling’s brows—exactly like the Yang family’s dark energy.
Xiao Mei also saw this and was so furious she wished she could howl and bite this shrew to death!
How dare she bully the little one!
[Little one, this Yang Ling has also had her luck drained by the koi scales. It seems Ai Xin is scheming desperately to drive you away. Otherwise, why would she steal Yang Ling’s fortune and blame all misfortunes on you? That wicked woman, I want to bite her to death!]
If it weren’t for the object near Ai Xin preventing it from getting too close, Xiao Mei wouldn’t have let Ai Xin live till now!
[Xiao Mei, if I take away the koi scales, will everyone’s luck improve?]
[Yes, but it won’t make you super lucky—just normal, like ordinary people. Hard work will bring rewards.]
At least, the extreme misfortune would cease.
The toddler breathed a sigh of relief.
She had to think of a way quickly.
At this moment, Yang Nanqiao and Wan Yunzhi were also very angry.
The old master angrily scolded, “Yang Ling, if you don’t want to come back, then leave now. I won’t force you. If you dare bully my granddaughter, I won’t recognize you as my daughter!”
Wan Yunzhi angrily stepped forward, blocking the toddler’s view so she wouldn’t see Yang Ling’s furious and malicious expression, fearing it would leave a psychological shadow on the child.
“Yang Ling, have you finished talking? If so, take the child and leave immediately. Don’t cause me any more trouble here.”
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Yang Ling was exasperated, “Mom, I’m doing this for the two of you! Letting this jinx stay at home will only bring disaster and disturb the peace. These past two years, my luck has finally returned. If she stays longer, I might even step on dog poop while walking.”
“Shut up!” Wan Yunzhi’s face darkened with anger. “Tuantuan is my precious granddaughter. Anyone who dares to bully her is going against me, and I won’t allow it! Our Yang family’s affairs are none of your business. When you insisted on marrying Wang Wuneng, didn’t I tell you to mind your own business? So why are you meddling in our affairs now? If you’re unlucky, why don’t you blame the Wang family?”
Wan Yunzhi held Tuantuan in her arms. “Tuantuan, don’t be afraid. Grandma and Grandpa will protect you. This is your aunt; she’s a bit off in the head, so don’t take her seriously.”
“A bit off?” Tuantuan thought of Er Zhuzi from the village and suddenly understood. “Grandma, is my aunt sick? I saw Uncle Er Zhuzi from the village act like that—he loses his temper easily and even foams at the mouth. It’s so scary.”
Tuantuan felt deep sympathy for this aunt; no wonder she always lost her temper—she must have run into a violent spirit.
Look, this little rascal was now leaning on Yang Ling’s shoulder, causing her to fly into a rage.
Wang Tiantian, seeing the toddler’s sympathetic gaze, immediately got furious. “Shut up! Your mom’s the one who’s sick, your whole family is sick!”
“Your mom’s not sick? Then why is she so scary?”
“Because she hates you!” Wang Tiantian snorted coldly. “I hate you too. Since you came back, Grandma has been treating me and Mom badly—all because of you. You’re a bad kid!”
“If you hate me, then why aren’t you sick?” The toddler blinked her bright doe eyes, staring at Tiantian unblinking.
Tiantian was speechless.
“I’m not sick!” Tiantian stomped her feet angrily.
But the little one looked at her with concern. “Sister Tiantian, if you’re sick, you should get treatment early.”
There was an old man in the village who refused to spend money on treatment, which delayed his condition.
If only he had sought help sooner, he might not have left this world.
Yang Ling’s face turned worse than pig’s liver. She looked at Tuantuan and found the little girl’s sympathetic eyes fixed on her. The violent emotions surged out uncontrollably, making her nearly lose herself in rage.
“How dare you say I’m sick! I won’t forgive you!” Yang Ling bent down, trying to snatch the toddler from Wan Yunzhi’s arms to throw her violently outside.
At that moment, the toddler’s small hand reached out and casually brushed off the violent spirit clinging to Yang Ling’s shoulder.
The little spirit saw the toddler’s clear eyes and, before it could show fear, dissolved into the air in a confused state.
The violent aura on Yang Ling immediately lessened, but her hatred for Tuantuan remained.
“Yang Ling, what are you doing?”
Yang Jinchuan came back just in time to see his sister grabbing his daughter, muttering about throwing the jinx out.
That’s not a jinx—that’s his precious daughter Tuantuan!
Yang Jinchuan’s face darkened. He strode forward, pushed Yang Ling aside, and pulled the toddler into his arms.
The entire action was so swift that Yang Ling was stunned for a moment.
Yang Jinchuan held Tuantuan, trembling all over, afraid to scare her. After calming down slightly, he spoke.
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“Tuantuan, are you alright?”
“Daddy, Tuantuan’s fine,” the little girl hugged her father closely.
Yang Jinchuan’s heart finally relaxed. Holding his daughter, his angry gaze settled on Yang Ling.
“Who told you to come here?”
Yang Ling’s body trembled. Sitting on the floor, she looked at her brother—usually gentle, but now a fiercely protective father.
“Big brother, I came to help you handle family matters!”
“My family matters need your handling?”
Yang Ling got up from the floor, her eyes filled with resentment and anger. “Big brother, have you forgotten how your wife died? It was all because of this jinx! If not for her, she’d still be alive now. She’s not your precious daughter; she’s a demon reincarnate, disturbing our family’s peace!”
“Shut up!”
Old Master Yang angrily pounded his chest repeatedly. Wan Yunzhi quickly gave him a quick-acting heart medicine, preventing him from collapsing.
“Dad, you actually hit me for this jinx!”
Old Master Yang’s sharp, piercing gaze glared at Yang Ling. “I hit you because you deserved it! Yang Ling, these are your big brother’s family matters. How he handles them has nothing to do with you. This family doesn’t welcome you. Get out now!”
Wang Tiantian was so frightened by the scene that she burst into tears.
Pointing at Tuantuan, she shouted angrily, “Wah! I hate you!”
Yang Ling held her daughter’s hand, her eyes wide with fury and resentment as she glared at Tuantuan. “Hmph! You treat this jinx like a treasure. But if something bad happens at home, don’t come crying later!”
Yang Ling pulled Wang Tiantian out. Outside the manor, she ran into Ai Xin and Beibei.
Ai Xin had been waiting there for a long time.
Yang Ling vented all her frustrations upon seeing her. Ai Xin hadn’t expected Yang Ling’s efforts to be in vain.
Beibei kindly comforted Wang Tiantian, “Tiantian, Tuantuan is the true young lady of the Yang family. I can’t say much or help you—I’m really sorry.”
“Hmph! That jinx is no young lady—she’s just a country bumpkin. Beibei, don’t be afraid; I’ll protect you!”
“Thank you, Tiantian. You’re so pretty—you’re the true young lady of the Yang family.”
She held Tiantian’s hand tightly, absorbing her fortune.
Beibei then reached for Yang Ling’s hand, making her feel cold. Unbeknownst to her, Beibei was draining her luck.