Rebirth Counterattack with Space
Chapter 247 - 239: The Grudges of the Wealthy (2)

Chapter 247: Chapter 239: The Grudges of the Wealthy (2)

"It’s no trouble at all. I spoke with your father yesterday, telling him I’m not happy and want to go out to clear my mind. He even gave me a check for two hundred thousand," Xue Fengfeng boasted proudly to her daughter.

Jiang Jinghui’s eyes lit up, and just as she was about to speak, Xue Fengheng gave her a sidelong glance, seeming to know what she wanted to say and rejected her in advance, "Don’t even think about it. Didn’t that Young Master Liu give you a supplementary card just last month?"

"What I have is not only for my own use, but I also need to save some for your brother. How could there be any excess for you? Besides, you have your own pocket money every month, and those boyfriends of yours, both overt and covert, haven’t spent a little on you? You don’t help me out ordinarily, so how can you think about cutting a piece from me now?"

"Mom, you’re so biased. My brother is so young. And as a boy, he’ll definitely inherit much more than I ever will. Why should you need to save money for him?"

Jiang Jinghui tearfully complained to Xue Fengfeng, feeling particularly wronged. It was true that Young Master Liu had given her a supplementary card, but she still needed to maintain some decorum. If she couldn’t resist and started swiping the card for big purchases right away, how could she expect to catch a big fish by playing the long game? Besides, to snag Young Master Liu and successfully marry into a wealthy family, she had already temporarily given up on her other "targets."

Right now, relying on the thirty to fifty thousand yuan her father gave her every month, how could that be enough for her usual expenses?

"Your father is not here, and there’s no one else around. Hurry up and clean up that act. You’ve become addicted to acting, haven’t you? Even in front of me, you feel the need to show off?"

After finally choosing a set of clothes, Xue Fengfeng stripped off the outfit she was wearing right in front of her daughter, shamelessly revealing her fair, naked body, full of feminine allure, and started to change.

Jiang Jinghui glanced at her, then pursed her lips in jealousy.

Her mother was nearly forty, yet because of the premium "Blossom Face" serum that dad supplied her with every month—which she not only applied on her face but also used to pamper her entire body once or twice a week—her skin was maintained so well that it didn’t look inferior to hers at all.

What was infuriating was that her mother guarded the "Blossom Face" tightly. Typically, if she wanted to scrounge a bit off her, she wouldn’t agree—was she even her biological daughter? So biased, especially since her brother was born, her mother paid even less attention to her.

Jiang Jinghui lowered her head, hiding the resentment in her eyes.

After changing, Xue Fengfeng sat in front of the vanity and began to meticulously do her eyebrows and makeup. Then she carefully selected the jewelry to wear, and even locked up the premium "Blossom Face" serum.

Xue Fengfeng internally sneered, how could she not lock it up? Should she let her daughter come over every other day to take advantage of it? Other people’s daughters know to honor their mothers, but the one she raised only thought about taking advantage of her, always looking for a handout.

Watching her mother lock up the expensive jewelry and "Blossom Face" and then carefully place the key close to her body, Jiang Jinghui internally sneered again, but her face had already returned to normal.

"Mom, why won’t you let me get close to Gu Meng this time? If I made a move, we might have been the ones following him to Capital City by now."

"Do you really have the heart to give up your Young Master Liu for that Gu Meng?" Xue Fengfeng stood up leisurely, looking for a world-class limited-edition handbag from her wardrobe to match her outfit.

She scoffed, "Even if you’re willing, I would stop you from doing something stupid. He’s nothing more than Lu Aiguo’s nephew, and although his parents help manage the ’Huayan’ business for the Lu Group, in the end, he’s just a slightly higher-level wage earner, that’s all. How much can his family assets amount to? You’d be better off with me than with him.

Your dad might be somewhat wealthy in Xiangjiang, but they don’t even have a tenth of what he has. I don’t believe you could bear the hardship in the future. Plus, whatever little family wealth they have will have to be divided between two sons, which really isn’t much to speak of. It can’t compare at all with the Liu family you’re currently seeing."

Xue Fengfeng glanced at her daughter. "Don’t think I don’t know what you’re up to. Aren’t you just jealous of Jiang Xiuwan and can’t help but want to snatch away and ruin everything she has?

I don’t care about other things, but Gu Meng is off-limits. That poor lad is a good match for Jiang Xiuwan, and what’s more important is that our two families’ marriage will solidify the ’Huayan’ agency rights even further. Right now, two-thirds of our family’s income comes from this agency. If you’re not planning to marry Gu Meng but just want to snatch him away and then dump him like you used to, then forget about it.

Offending the Gu Family is one thing, but it’s another story when they’ve got the backing of the Lu Family. Wouldn’t that be slapping the Lu Family in the face? Do you have any idea how many people out there are coveting our ’Huayan’ agency rights? If you mess things up, do you believe your father would tear you apart?"

"Dad adores me. He’s nothing like you," Jiang Jinghui muttered resentfully. "And if Jiang Xiuwan really ends up with Gu Meng, won’t the family eventually become their world?"

"Hmph, do you really think your father truly adores you? Such naivete. If you ruin his business, you’ll see if he’ll spare you. Not just you, even I can’t endure his wrath.

You must remember that for a man, wealth is the most important thing, followed by blood relations—and the ’blood relations’ I speak of are your so-called ’big brother’ and your own little brother. As for a daughter like you, you’re just a chip for increasing wealth. Even I rank above you in status," Xue Fengfeng said as she walked over, touched her daughter’s cheek, and gave it a pat.

"Don’t think too highly of the main branch of the family either. Now that you have a younger brother, they can’t go beyond us as long as your mother here remains in favor. Who ends up inheriting the family business is not yet set in stone. So, destroying the family’s wealth now, what good would it do you? Just remember what I said, don’t go spoiling things this time, or even I won’t spare you. Keep these words to yourself and don’t blabber around like a fool," she warned her daughter harshly.

In her heart, her and her son’s interests were paramount. In the end, wasn’t her daughter going to be someone else’s? Plus, she could see through her daughter—who was exactly like herself, ten out of ten: selfish, self-centered, caring only about herself. To be honest, she really didn’t dare count on her too much.

So her son was her real reliance. With a son, even if Jiang Lei lost interest in her in the future, he wouldn’t treat her too unfairly.

"I understand," said Jiang Jinghui weakly, feeling even more jealous of her little brother. Mom was planning such a sizable inheritance for him... Yet while feeling jealous, she also realized that having a little brother and not having one made a big difference.

At the very least, with a little brother, she would have a family to turn to in the future. Otherwise, once she got married, it would be a pipe dream to rely on that "big brother" on the other side to have her back.

Then a sly pleasure crept into her heart. Indeed, if her brother managed to inherit everything, she could benefit from it too.

However, she was determined to marry into a higher social rank. With her beauty, she didn’t believe she wouldn’t be able to find a man who was both wealthy and presentable. As her mother said, let that poor kid Gu Meng be with Jiang Xiuwan for now. If they got married, and if she so wished, a mere glance from her would still bring Gu Meng crawling submissively to her, wouldn’t it?

Sooner or later, she would never let Jiang Xiuwan have her way. Being a legitimate wife’s mother was so great, huh? When she thought back to when Jiang Xiuwan secretly told others that her own mother was just a mistress, causing many to look at her with strange eyes, her hatred made her grind her teeth...