The Kitty Became a Cutie and Was Pampered in the 80s
Chapter 787: Shu Jiao confronts Liao Zhaoji (1)_1

Chapter 787: Chapter 787: Shu Jiao confronts Liao Zhaoji (1)_1

"I won’t get up. You all are pushing me to the point where I can’t even live. Why should I even bother getting up?" Liao Zhaoji said tentatively and hesitantly.

"You..." Ruan Chi couldn’t help but feel a burst of anger again, and just as he was about to say something, Ruan Jun came over to him, patted his shoulder, and said to Liao Zhaoji, "Get up, we can talk about everything when we get home."

"Xiaojun." Looking at her eldest son who had grown up, Liao Zhaoji’s eyes grew a bit sour. "Don’t you recognize your mother anymore?"

"Just get up first."

"I won’t get up." Liao Zhaoji was determined to be obstinate to the end, refusing to get up no matter what.

Since Ruan Jiandang left on Thursday, there had been no one from the Ruan Family coming to see her, as if she had been forgotten altogether. No one paid for her hospital bills either. She endured for a day, but with still no one from the Ruan Family showing up, neither Ruan Jiandang nor her sons, that’s when she chased after them here.

Since she couldn’t have her sons, she had to look out for herself and get the money she was owed.

Previously, she had only heard that the Ruan Family owned two restaurants in the city, but she didn’t know what they were like, imagining them to be like the small eateries in the town. She never expected them to be as grand as what she now saw, occupying two entire storefronts with a decoration that looked splendid, even more so than the best restaurant she had seen in town. She felt that even the Imperial Palace would be no different.

With such a large storefront and restaurant, they must be making so much money!

Liao Zhaoji felt somewhat unbalanced, thinking the Ruan Family was already so wealthy yet unwilling to even give her ten thousand, proving the richer they got, the stingier they became.

Anyhow, she was resolved to stubbornly remain no matter who tried to persuade her.

If it had been before, Ruan Jiandang would have been able to pick her up by the collar and throw her away, but now that she weighed two hundred pounds, it was simply impossible to lift her. He was both angry and anxious, yet helpless.

The Ruanlin Family was about to roll up their sleeves and go out, but Shu Jiao blocked them.

Shu Jiao shook her head. This kind of shamelessness was not afraid of scolding, as she had already lost all sense of shame.

Luckily, at that moment, Lu Zhiwei’s police friends hadn’t yet left and were still in the restaurant eating and drinking. After pondering for a moment, Shu Jiao decided to go to the private room to invite them out.

This was the first time Liao Zhaoji had seen Shu Jiao again in four years.

Seeing Shu Jiao approaching slowly, Liao Zhaoji was stunned, as if she had returned to those past days, watching Ruan Jianguo happily introducing Shu Jiao into the house.

In fact, Liao Zhaoji was older than Shu Jiao, and she had married into the Ruan Family before Shu Jiao did, but unlike lucky Shu Jiao, as soon as Liao Zhaoji entered the Ruan Family, she gave birth to a big chubby boy.

Towards Shu Jiao.

Liao Zhaoji felt both envy and jealousy yet never dared to say more than a few words to her because it would make her feel shamefully inferior. Standing next to Shu Jiao, it was as if Shu Jiao were a pampered young lady, and she the rough maid serving her.

And the way the family treated her also filled her with resentment.

Even though both were daughters-in-law, it was obvious that the Ruanlin Family favored Shu Jiao more, preferring to discuss matters with her, while seldom speaking to Liao Zhaoji.

Originally, Liao Zhaoji was very satisfied with her own husband. The men of the Ruan Family were well-known throughout the town. When she married into the family, many of her girl friends were envious, including her own sister.

She too felt that she had married a good man—hardworking and diligent, he treated her quite well, not like her father, who would raise his fists at her mother at the slightest dissatisfaction.