Mrs. Huo Pretends to be Weak Every Day

Chapter 301: I am a Professional For Being a White Lotus B*tch!

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

Old Madam Ye sighed. “I don’t know whose temper she has taken after. She’s absent without a word. I’m really afraid that she won’t come…”

“Mom, don’t worry,” Yang Wei said in a friendly tone, “Beisheng may be a little mischievous, but she won’t ignore you. You said you’d celebrate her birthday. She’s such a filial person, so why wouldn’t she come?

Song Ci looked at Old Madam Ye mockingly. Did she mean that Ye Beisheng wasn’t filial if she didn’t come?

Song Zheng was right, this family was disgusting.

However, Xiao Wu should be here soon. Song Ci suddenly curled her lips. She didn’t say anything else and quietly sipped her tea.

After waiting for another ten minutes, the students started to complain.

Yang Wei’s past had nothing to do with them, but Ye Beisheng’s tardiness was a waste of their time. Therefore, everyone’s anger was instantly shifted to Ye Beisheng.

Ye Xingchong gritted his teeth, as if he couldn’t take it anymore, and stood up abruptly.

“I’ll call her now! Ask her what she wants! Even if she doesn’t want to come, can’t she just say so? Why do you have to make us wait so foolishly!”

Yang Wei stood up and sighed. “Sorry for wasting your time. It seems that Beisheng won’t be coming. I’m really sorry for making you all come here for nothing.”

Ye Anyao understood what her parents meant. If Ye Beisheng didn’t come, they couldn’t force her to forgive her.

In that case, it was good to defame her in front of her classmates.

Hence, she stood up as well, feeling awkward and helpless. “She didn’t mean to do this or to waste everyone’s time. She just hates me. I’m sorry, it’s all my fault… I’m sorry, I’m really sorry.”

“I don’t know what to say. In any case, it’s my fault. Please don’t blame my sister. It’s my fault. I’m sorry…”

A few boys saw Ye Anyao’s pitiful look and couldn’t help but comfort her,

“Anyao, how can this be your fault?”

“That’s right, it’s all Ye Beisheng’s fault! She tricked us and wasted our time!”

“I can’t take it anymore. Did you invite us over just to laugh at us? I’m going to settle the score with her!”

“That’s right, people like Ye Beisheng have no manners at all. Let’s go back to school and spread this news about her. Look at how her grandmother and father waited for her for so long. She still has the cheek to-

“Daddy, I’m here.” At this moment, a weak, aggrieved, and sobbing voice came from outside the door.

Ye Beisheng walked in like a small white flower in the wind.

Her eyes were red. You guys… Are you guys leaving?

“You have the nerve to say that?” Ye Xingchong was furious!

“Why are you late and wasting everyone’s time? If you don’t want to come, you can just tell us about it. Now, how am I going to explain this to your classmates?!”

Ye Anyao nodded. “You can hate me but you promised to come. Why did you end up coming late? Do you know that in order to wait for you, Grandma’s rheumatism acted up? She’s still in so much pain that she can’t stand up…” One question after another was thrown at Ye Beishen’gs head.

Ye Anyao knew that with Ye Beisheng’s personality, she would definitely retaliate.

As long as she retaliated, Ye Anyao would cry.

Everyone would then sympathize with the weak. Even if Ye Beisheng was in the right, they would not listen or care. After all, Ye Beisheng was the one who was late and even bullied her.

Ye Anyao curled her lips. “Sister…”

Before she could even start her act, she suddenly saw Ye Beisheng trembling and her eyes turning red.

“Sister, I don’t want to be late either… But, the guard stopped me from entering.”

“I said that I was the eldest daughter of the Ye family, and he even mocked me. He said that you were the only daughter of the Ye family and that I was a shameless b*tch… I couldn’t enter the Ye family’s gate, so I was late. Sob, sob, it’s all my fault.”

Song Ci was speechless.

Ye Anyao choked and her face turned ugly.

Why was it different from what she had imagined?