Reborn as a True Heiress and Becomes a Boss

Chapter 50 Malicious Thoughts

Yang Nianqing thought to himself, "They're here!"

Cheng Ying took the soup, waited for half a minute, and then suddenly threw the hot soup at Yang Nianqing's face. Everyone only saw a blur before Yang Nianqing was no longer in his original position. The hot soup was then splashed onto Yang Shiping, who was walking in from behind.

"what!"

Yang Shiping screamed as the scalding soup splashed directly onto his neck, spreading downwards. He now felt an excruciating, bone-chilling pain in his neck and right shoulder.

"Oh my God, son, how are you!" Cheng Ying exclaimed and rushed forward.

Yang Song slapped Cheng Ying across the face and roared, "You wretched woman, what are you doing!"

Cheng Ying was stunned by the beating, so Yang Song pulled Yang Shiping out and took off his son's clothes. In his haste, he saw a basin of ice water on the kitchen bench, so he grabbed the sprayer and splashed it on his son's wound.

"Ouch! It hurts!" Yang Shiping screamed again.

The scalded area is now covered with many small blisters. Some of the blisters have broken open due to the action of taking off his clothes. When the ice water was poured on, Yang Shiping felt as if ants were crawling into and biting the wounds, making them both itchy and painful.

"Son!" Yang Song helped Yang Shiping up, who had fallen due to the pain.

"Hurry to the hospital!" Cheng Ying rushed up and said quickly.

Yang Song nodded and, together with Cheng Ying, helped Yang Shiping out the door. With their precious son injured, the couple had no time to care for Yang Qianmei.

Yang Nianqing chuckled to herself as she watched their retreating figures. Of course it would hurt; she had left the saline solution there to cool down first.

Upon seeing Yang Nianqing return, Yang Qianmei frowned and asked, "Where are my mother and the others? How is my brother?"

Yang Nianqing shrugged and said, "If I go to the hospital, I'm afraid I'll be disfigured!"

Yang Qianmei looked at her hesitantly. This was nothing like Yang Nianqing's attitude before. In the past, when she or Shi Ping had accidents, Yang Nianqing was always busy and very worried. Why did she seem indifferent this time? "Aren't you going with us?"

Yang Nianqing sat down, crossed her legs, hugged her arms, and leaned back in her chair. Hearing this, she twitched the corners of her mouth and said, "They're with you, aren't they? Aren't I supposed to take care of you?" "Yes, is that so?" For some reason, she was a little stuttering when she was alone with Yang Nianqing.

"Hmm." Yang Nianqing responded, raised her chin, tapped the bowl on the ground, and asked, "Would you like more soup?"

"No, no need."

Yang Nianqing nodded. "Then I'll go rest. You stay here by yourself."

Yang Qianmei was dumbfounded. Yang Nianqing left without even cleaning up the bowls on the ground. What was wrong with Yang Nianqing?
Late at night, Yang Qianmei got up to use the restroom and saw a light coming out. She went in to call Yang Nianqing to come out first, as she needed to use the restroom. As she got closer, she saw that Yang Nianqing hadn't closed the door properly. Through the crack in the door, Yang Qianmei saw Yang Nianqing supporting herself on the sink with both hands, as if she was vomiting. She could also hear Yang Nianqing vomiting.

Yang Nianqing clutched her lower abdomen and said with a wry smile, "You're only a little over a month old, and you're already so naughty. You want to eat so late at night, and then you throw up after eating. What's wrong? Are you a picky eater? When you come out, I'll give you a good scolding. You're always causing trouble for your mother."

Yang Qianmei covered her mouth in shock. Could this be the reason for Yang Nianqing's drastic change in personality?
Yang Nianqing rinsed her mouth and was about to come out when she heard a sound. She opened the door and saw Yang Qianmei's door closed. Yang Nianqing raised an eyebrow; she hadn't expected Yang Qianmei to discover her pregnancy this way in this life. Well, she'd see what she did then.

Lying in bed, Yang Qianmei kept thinking about how Yang Nianqing's personality had changed drastically because of her pregnancy. She had become disobedient and even dared to talk back to her parents. When her mother hit and splashed her, she dared to dodge! Now she wanted to have the baby. If she had the baby, who would take care of it? Who would earn money for them? Yang Song's salary as a security guard was barely three thousand a month. How could that be enough for them? Yang Nianqing worked various part-time jobs and contributed at least 2 a month. She couldn't let her have the baby. That child had to die!
The next day, around 7 a.m., Yang Nianqing heard a noise and opened her eyes to see Yang Qianmei tiptoeing out the door. She raised an eyebrow. "So you're not sad anymore? You're in the mood to go out now? Weren't you acting like you were going to die yesterday?"

Yang Qianmei quietly returned around 10 o'clock and gently closed the door.

"Where have you been?"

Yang Qianmei was startled and turned around to see Yang Nianqing leaning against the wall watching her.

"It's none of your business." Yang Qianmei clutched the things in her pocket tightly, walked past Yang Nianqing, and went back to her room.

Yang Nianqing activated her third eye and clearly saw what Yang Qianmei was tightly clutching in her bag: mifepristone. It was quite remarkable that a minor could buy such a thing; she must have many connections. She could even easily buy abortion pills. She was quite cunning at such a young age. Had she ever considered the risks of using such a drug without a doctor's supervision?

Yang Nianqing sneered. That's true, it's not like she's eating it herself, why would she think about these things?

(End of this chapter)