The Comeback of the Cannon-Fodder Supporting Actress

Chapter 776 - 758: I Am Not a Slut 69

Wei Jiaming sat on the sofa for a while, rubbing his aching temples before getting up.

His mom, unhappy with Wei Jiaming’s disrespectful tone, was reluctant to speak to him.

Wei Jiaming felt terribly cold inside; as he was about to enter the room, a reserved and beautiful girl came out of the house.

The girl handed Wei Jiaming a cup of water: "Drink."

Wei Jiaming took the cup, his smile warming up considerably: "Sis, have you eaten? I brought you some food, okay if I bring it to your room in a bit?"

"Okay."

Wei Jiaming’s sister, Wei Jiahui, nodded pleasantly: "I have some steamed buns in my room."

Wei Jiaming felt a pang of sorrow.

After drinking the water, he first escorted Wei Jiahui to her room and then brought her the food he had carried over. On his way out, he reminded Wei Jiahui, "Sister, remember to come to me if you have any issues, and keep your cell phone safe. Don’t lose it."

"I know." Wei Jiahui, exceedingly obedient, grinned at Wei Jiaming: "Brother, we have steamed buns now, I’ve learned how to make them."

"Great, the buns you make are the best."

Wei Jiaming patted Wei Jiahui on the head.

When he faced Mrs. Wei again, his demeanor turned somewhat icy and ruthless.

Mrs. Wei came out of the kitchen wanting to say something to Wei Jiaming, but his glacial look frightened her into silence.

After Wei Jiaming entered his room, Mrs. Wei mumbled under her breath, "For the sake of a girl, he ignores even his own mother. What kind of person is this? If I had known it would come to this, back then..."

What had happened "back then," Mrs. Wei didn’t dare to speak out loud.

Wei Jiaming entered the room and called his father.

"Dad."

Wei Jiaming called out.

On the other end of the line, Mr. Wei had a smile on his face: "Son, how did it go today? Did you appease your father-in-law? When can I meet with your father-in-law?"

Wei Jiaming rubbed his temples: "The talk went quite well today, but Nannan’s sister also brought her boyfriend along, and they discussed the meeting of both parents. They want to get married on Labor Day, so Nannan and I can’t get married on Labor Day. We might have to wait a few more months."

"How can that be?"

Mr. Wei fumed upon hearing this: "Nannan is the eldest, isn’t she? Since when does the younger one get married before the elder?"

Wei Jiaming said helplessly: "Her sister has been dating longer and seems eager, so they arranged it first. I couldn’t say much. After all, the Jiang family has almost given their consent, and I don’t want to leave a bad impression."

Well, that made sense.

Mr. Wei nodded: "Okay, then let’s wait a few more days. I’ll book a hotel and invite the Jiang family over to meet."

"Okay."

Wei Jiaming agreed and spoke with his father about Wei Jiahui: "Dad, I’ll take my sister to Aunt Shen’s place tomorrow."

"What happened?"

Mr. Wei knew something must have happened upon hearing this.

Wei Jiaming shook his head, trying to remain alert: "I went out today, and my sister might not have eaten lunch. My mom isn’t even preparing her meals anymore. I’m not at ease leaving my sister at home. It would be better to take her to Aunt Shen’s, at least Aunt Shen will provide her a meal. Besides, Song Song is good to my sister, so she will have someone to talk to if she’s there."

As Wei Jiaming spoke, he internally cursed the absurdity of the situation, how a mother could treat her daughter so poorly. He felt that the mistress his father found took better care of his sister than her own mother did. Even the mistress’s daughter was friendly to his sister. To think that his sister was safer with a mistress than with her own mother, if such a thing were spoken aloud, who wouldn’t think it ludicrous?

Mr. Wei seemed to agree readily: "Okay, I’ll mention it to your Aunt Shen in a bit. She’s got a room prepared for your sister already. Whenever she comes over is fine, and when she does, I can take extra care of her."

Wei Jiaming had been drinking and couldn’t drive, so he had originally planned to take his sister over tomorrow. But before he had even hung up the phone, he heard noises outside, followed by his mother’s cursing. He changed his mind: "Dad, I can’t drive. Can you drive over to pick me and my sister up? I’ll help my sister pack in a while, and I can also go over to wish Aunt Shen a happy New Year."

Mr. Wei knew right away that something had happened at home again.

He was so pained for his own son and daughter. Hearing Wei Jiaming change his request, he quickly said, "I’ll be over shortly."

After hanging up the phone, Wei Jiaming came out of the room and saw Wei Jiahui accidentally knock over a glass, with Mrs. Wei cursing at her.

Wei Jiaming hurriedly crouched down to clean up the fragments, mainly worried that it might hurt Wei Jiahui. While he was cleaning up, he started to argue with Mrs. Wei: "Why are you cursing at my sister? If you had taken proper care of her, would she be like this? Do you think she enjoys breaking things?"

Having cleaned up the shards, Wei Jiaming then took a broom to sweep the floor. "You can’t stand my sister, right? I’ll take her away in a while, so back off. I need to throw out the trash."

Mrs. Wei looked pale, her eyes filled with grief as she watched Wei Jiaming: "You’re going to send your sister to that old demon again? You and your dad are exactly alike, both enchanted by that old demon. Of course, that old demon has a little demon at home too. You..."

Wei Jiaming dumped the trash, not even wanting to talk to his mother anymore.

He pulled Wei Jiahui back into the room to pack.

Mrs. Wei pounded on the door insistently: "Come out. Explain yourself to me. What do you mean by this? Look at how well off our family is. Couldn’t you find any girl as a girlfriend? You had to get close to that little demon, and now, you’ve even found someone who steams buns. Aren’t you embarrassed? You..."

Wei Jiaming was truly infuriated, and flung the door open with an iron-blue face: "What’s wrong with steaming buns? I’m someone who steams buns. I love the buns that Nannan steams, I like her, I’m happy to be with her, I’m willing. If you say anything against Nannan again, don’t blame me for turning my back on you and not recognizing you."

It was the first time Wei Jiaming spoke to his mother in such an angry and unforgiving tone, causing Mrs. Wei to collapse to the ground.

Just then, Mr. Wei returned.

He didn’t even look at Mrs. Wei and directly said to Wei Jiaming: "Take your sister to the car."

Wei Jiaming held Wei Jiahui with one hand and carried a suitcase with the other as they walked out.

Mrs. Wei chased after them: "Jiaming, Jiaming, don’t go... Don’t take your sister away. I will take good care of her."

But Wei Jiaming acted as if he didn’t hear a thing.

He was genuinely angry, his heart thoroughly chilled.

Mr. Wei protected Wei Jiahui as she got in the car. Mrs. Wei tried to pull him, but he decisively pushed her away, causing her to stumble and fall.

Mrs. Wei sat on the ground watching the car drive off, wailing loudly.

Anning drove Xiao Yuan back home.

Xiao Yuzhu hurried to open the door when she heard the doorbell.

When she saw it was Anning who had come, her face was all smiles: "A Yuan didn’t get drunk, did he? Come in quickly, sit down. I’ll get you some water."

Anning smiled and entered. Xiao Yuan said to Xiao Yuzhu: "Sister, can you get some stuff from the storage room for Ningning to bring back? We won’t be able to use it all anyway."

Xiao Yuzhu just remembered about it and immediately replied: "Okay, just wait a sec."

She went to the storage room and gathered a pile of gifts, then said to Anning: "I’ll help you move them to the car later. There’s so much stuff, we can never use it all. You can take it for visiting relatives or for yourself."

Anning didn’t stand on ceremony: "Okay."

She pointed to Xiao Yuan: "Sis, A Yuan drank quite a bit. Take good care of him later, okay? I’ve still got things to handle at home, I’m heading out."

Xiao Yuzhu helped Anning move the items to the car, waved goodbye to Anning, and only then turned to ask Xiao Yuan: "Have you booked the hotel? Mom and the rest are coming tomorrow. I was thinking of taking them out, maybe buy a few sets of clothes for them. After all, it’s the first time both parents are meeting, it should be done decently."

"You guys decide on the shopping."

Xiao Yuan still had things to do tomorrow, so he couldn’t accompany them shopping.

He took out his wallet, pulled out a card, and handed it to Xiao Yuzhu: "You take this card and use it for now, just tell me if you need more money."