The Abused Novel Heroine Became a Clingy Sweetheart [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 6

Father You’s face froze.

News of the engagement party had long spread.

The venue and the guests had also been decided, so canceling now was definitely impossible.

However, with You Aofeng once again in the hospital, Father You and Song Zhiqiu were in no mood to preside over the event.

Moreover, they both knew that the girl sent by the Bai family was merely an illegitimate daughter.

“Then you go,” Father You said. “Just don’t let our You family lose face.”

You Ting heard it in one ear and out the other.

The You family was already in such a state; what face did they have left?

She was going to the engagement party not for the You family, but for the pitiful heroine.

The engagement party was held at the city’s largest hotel, and the invited guests were all influential figures.

People below were whispering, discussing why the You family hadn’t appeared yet.

Even the Bai family had only sent the fiancée; the rest of the family hadn’t shown up either.

What was intriguing was that this girl was not the Bai family’s eldest daughter, Bai Zhenzhen.

“This Bai family is truly interesting. I thought they were genuinely so loyal, but now that they see You Aofeng is crippled, they hastily send an illegitimate daughter.”

“A struggling phoenix is not as good as a chicken. The You family hasn’t come; could they be thinking of breaking the engagement?”

“If it were me, I’d break it too. No matter what, You Aofeng is the You family’s only son. Even if he’s crippled, he shouldn’t marry an illegitimate daughter.”

In these socialite circles, having illegitimate children was common, but it wouldn’t be brought out into the open.

The Bai family’s scandal from back then was still the subject of silent ridicule among everyone.

Time ticked by, and the guests began to get rowdy.

And Bai Nianzhao, standing alone on the stage, looked like a miserable joke.

She wore a bespoke white dress, the most expensive clothing she had ever worn, yet she felt uneasy, as if pricked by needles.

Bai Nianzhao lowered her eyes, her trailing hair half-concealing the light, casting a faint shadow on her face.

Listening to the murmurs below, her fingers unconsciously tightened their grip on the skirt’s hem.

She suddenly felt as if she had returned to the day she first entered the Bai family.

The nanny, the housekeeper, Father Bai, Madam Bai, Bai Zhenzhen.

She was like a commodity displayed on a shelf, scrutinized by everyone with strange looks on every inch of her body.

A sense of humiliation and suffocation climbed up, enveloping every cell.

The matter of replacing the bride was decided by the Bai family without consulting her.

When Bai Nianzhao found out, she had already been pushed into the car sent by the You family.

Apart from the sudden panic of being at a loss, in reality, a subtle, indescribable joy welled up in Bai Nianzhao’s heart the moment she heard the news—

The joy of being able to leave the Bai family, that prison.

She knew the You family’s young master was crippled, but she didn’t care.

As long as she could leave the Bai family, she could meticulously care for the Young Master You for a lifetime.

But…

Bai Nianzhao’s body trembled slightly.

The You family seemed not to want her.

“Clang—” The door was suddenly pushed open from outside.

Everyone involuntarily looked towards the sound, and the light from the doorway outlined a beautiful figure.

The surface of her high heels sparkled with fragmented light, and the red hem of her dress reflected against her fair skin.

You Ting didn’t spare a glance for anyone else, walking straight along the middle aisle towards the stage.

Her target was very clear: Bai Nianzhao.

When her hand was grasped, Bai Nianzhao couldn’t help but be momentarily stunned.

It was her.

Familiar person, familiar scene, familiar rescue.

The woman came against the light, or perhaps she herself radiated light.

Maybe it was a lighting issue, but a faint trace of blue was reflected in those inky pupils.

She held Bai Nianzhao with one hand, and in the other, she held a bouquet of roses.

“My name is You Ting, and I’m You Aofeng’s older sister.”

“From now on, you can call me Sister too.”

You Ting handed the bouquet to Bai Nianzhao. “No matter what, it’s a day worth celebrating.”

Bai Nianzhao hadn’t yet been able to react, but her hand had subconsciously accepted the bouquet of roses, which still held dew.

Immediately after, You Ting took out a ring and, under the scrutiny of all, placed it on Bai Nianzhao’s right middle finger—

This symbolized that she, on behalf of the You family, acknowledged Bai Nianzhao.

The warmth of the other person was transmitted through their touching fingertips.

Like a ship drifting in the wind, finally finding a harbor to shelter from the storm.

For some reason, Bai Nianzhao’s eyes suddenly became slightly watery.

Fearing she would lose composure, she quickly lowered her head to conceal her expression.

“Everyone.”

You Ting said calmly to the guests below, “This engagement party ends here today.”

Everyone was stunned, as no one had ever seen an engagement where the groom didn’t even show his face.

Someone asked, “Miss You, do your words count?”

You Ting looked at him and suddenly smiled.

“My surname is You, of course, they count.”

She pulled Bai Nianzhao’s hand, didn’t look back, and said softly, “Let’s go.”

Just like the last time she was led away from the Zhao Young Master’s harassment in the banquet hall, Bai Nianzhao could even recall every detail of that moment.

The cool breeze, the jacket that had gained warmth, and the subtle yet enduring elegant fragrance.

She followed You Ting’s steps involuntarily.

Although she didn’t know where You Ting planned to take her or what she intended to do, she somehow inexplicably trusted the person in front of her.

Bai Nianzhao softly, tentatively, called out, “…Sister.”

You Ting tilted her head. “What is it?”

Bai Nianzhao said earnestly, “Thank you.”

Thank you for rescuing her from this complete mess.

After leaving the hotel, You Ting took Bai Nianzhao into the car and told the driver to drive straight back to the You family home.

By now, You Aofeng had woken up. After an examination at the hospital confirmed no major issues, he was sent back home again.

After this latest setback, You Aofeng looked significantly gloomier, utterly dejected, and ignored anyone who spoke to him.

Only when Bai Zhenzhen was mentioned would he occasionally spare a glance, only to quickly look down, despondent.

Father You and Song Zhiqiu were already heartbroken over his inability to stand due to his legs; seeing their precious son like this now only intensified their distress.

So, when You Ting opened the door with Bai Nianzhao, they were met with three pairs of eyes, each conveying different emotions.

They sat separately, like a three-person interrogation panel.

You Ting asked, “What act are you all putting on?”

Father You ignored her, his gaze filled with resentment, staring directly at Bai Nianzhao.

To him, Bai Nianzhao’s existence was undoubtedly an insult.

If he hadn’t been so anxious to set the engagement party so early, he would definitely have sent this illegitimate daughter back where she came from!

You Ting stepped forward, pulling Bai Nianzhao to the side, precisely blocking Father You’s view.

“She’s been brought back,” You Ting’s lips curved in a smile that wasn’t quite a smile. “Accept your fate.”

This infuriated Father You greatly. “Is that the way you speak to your father?!”

You Aofeng lifted his head in a daze, then suddenly picked up the teacup from the table and violently threw it in Bai Nianzhao’s direction.

“I don’t want her!” he shrieked mournfully. “My fiancée is only Zhenzhen!”

The teacup whizzed past and hit the floor with a heavy thud, instantly shattering into pieces.

Bai Nianzhao was startled, subconsciously reaching out to clutch You Ting’s sleeve.

You Ting suddenly stepped forward and walked towards You Aofeng.

Before anyone present could react, she had already pushed You Aofeng’s wheelchair straight over the sharp fragments on the ground.

A hissing sound of escaping air rang out, and the tires on both sides quickly went flat.

You Ting crouched down and picked up a piece of porcelain shard.

She leaned against the wheelchair, seemingly treating the sharp object in her hand as a toy. Her fair fingers grasped the smooth fragment, but the sharp corner was pointed towards You Aofeng.

Song Zhiqiu turned pale with fright and quickly stood up to intervene. “Quickly let go of Xiaofeng, Xiaoting, don’t be rash!”

You Ting jammed the shard into the armrest, tracing a long mark.

Her tone was lazy. “What are you afraid of, Madam? I just want to reason with him a bit.”

“Listen up,” she turned her gaze, smiling at You Aofeng without any warmth. “You’re a useless person now who has difficulty moving around; you have no right to be picky, and even less right to throw a tantrum like a young master.”

Her voice was slightly lower as she spoke close to You Aofeng’s ear. “Even your Zhenzhen gave up on you; do you think others would be willing to be your pathetic fiancée?”

“For your lack of manners, for your sensitivity, or for the fact that you can’t even stand up?”

You Aofeng’s face fluctuated between green and white, so stimulated he nearly fainted a second time.

He wanted to move, but with the clearly visible sharp porcelain shard in You Ting’s hand, it reminded him of the apple attack in the hospital that day.

The wheelchair’s tires were punctured, so his struggle only resulted in a creaking sound, and the chair remained motionless.

Watching this, Song Zhiqiu was terrified, afraid he might fall and be stabbed by the uncleaned porcelain shards on the floor. She quickly advised him, “Xiaofeng, stop moving. I’ll immediately get someone to bring a new wheelchair!”

Father You also anxiously instructed people to clean up and carry the wheelchair.

But this excessive display of concern, on the contrary, made You Aofeng feel frustrated.

It was at this moment that he suddenly realized with painful clarity that You Ting was right.

He had become a good-for-nothing who had to rely on others for everything, from eating to excretion.

You Ting casually tossed the porcelain shard away and returned to Bai Nianzhao’s side.

“Afraid of me?” she asked.

Bai Nianzhao bit her lip, shook her head, and firmly said, “No.”

You Ting smiled slightly, then turned to Father You. “I’m the one who brought her back.”

“If you don’t want her, I do.”

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