Quick Transmigration: The Mad Beauty Refuses to Be the Scapegoat!-Chapter 284 - 22: The Disabled Tycoon’s Ex-Wife Refuses to Be a Scapegoat (22)

Chapter 284: Chapter 22: The Disabled Tycoon’s Ex-Wife Refuses to Be a Scapegoat (22)
A few classmates looked at each other, not daring to speak. Jiang Ruantian trembled all over from Jiang Lai’s merciless sarcasm, and she clutched her bag tightly, forcing a smile.
"You’re as straightforward as ever, sister. I’ve been back for so long, haven’t you accepted me yet?"
Jiang Lai shrugged indifferently.
"Cats and dogs mean nothing to me, as long as they don’t speak ill of me behind my back."
After saying this, she turned and left, leaving Jiang Ruantian standing at the door, biting her lip in shame and anger.
Jiang Lai really doesn’t care about the facade of a wealthy family; to say such disgusting words in front of others, she surely despises me from the bottom of her heart!
The classmates behind her wisely chose not to speak anymore; although Jiang Ruantian’s face looked bad, she still maintained her dignity and asked the servants to entertain the guests while she went upstairs to change clothes.
Jiang’s mother came in, bringing the crown worn by the princess for her.
The mother and daughter sat down and chatted properly for a while. Jiang Ruantian was obedient and well-behaved, completely different from the pampered Jiang Lai and Jiang Han, which truly made Jiang’s mother feel heartache for a long time.
"This crown is so beautiful, it must have cost a lot, right?"
In the mirror, Jiang Ruantian for the first time felt like she was truly a princess, looking at the elegant and still beautiful Jiang’s mother behind her, she couldn’t help but think of the mother she had for over ten years.
She was always wearing a bulky, ill-fitting school uniform, pushing a tricycle and shouting all around at the vegetable stalls in the county, unlike Jiang’s mother’s white and soft hands, her foster mother’s hands were rough, ugly, knuckled large, and there was that face, always marked by a numb and aging expression from life’s bitterness.
Jiang Ruantian also felt sorry for her but deliberately avoided that vegetable market when shopping with friends.
In the past, her parents were always the pain hidden in her heart that she didn’t want to reveal, and every time she frantically searched for excuses for the parent-teacher meetings, the memory still brings Jiang Ruantian painful tears.
Why were other people’s parents always neat and graceful while her parents couldn’t even speak standard Mandarin; even if she was a top ten student every year, the honors she worked hard for seemed to collapse the moment her parents appeared.
In stark contrast, this beautiful, wealthy mother behind her was indeed the figure she imagined repeatedly as a child, even more perfect, more outstanding.
Thinking this, Jiang Ruantian’s eyes slightly reddened, looking at herself in the mirror, she repeatedly told herself in her heart.
All has passed, the rest of her life she will possess the most wonderful things in the world, she is no longer the dirt in the dust, but a shining star in the sky.
Jiang’s mother noticed Jiang Ruantian’s anomaly, gently asked.
"What’s wrong? Why are you crying?"
"Mom, I’ve really missed you all, from childhood, always, always have been thinking of you."
Though the words sounded a bit odd, the sentimental Jiang’s mother wasn’t thinking too much now, embracing her daughter’s shoulders with touched, reddening eyes.
While the mother and daughter were crying, Jiang Lai standing outside knocked on the half-closed door.
"Hurry up, so many people are waiting."
Jiang’s mother wiped her tears and was about to call Jiang Lai over to reminisce together, but Jiang Lai turned her face and left without hesitation.
Jiang Ruantian cautiously looked at Jiang’s mother, softly asked.
"Mom, is it really difficult for sister to accept me?"
Jiang’s mother repeatedly denied it upon hearing.
"Of course not, your sister has a temper like her father; she wears a sullen face all day, treats everyone like that, don’t think too much, she likes you behind your back, even prepared a birthday gift for you."
Then Jiang’s mother took out the gift she had prepared ahead of time and handed it to Jiang Ruantian.
Jiang Ruantian glanced at the expensive high heels before her, looked up and asked.
"Did sister give these to me?"
"Yes, you can wear these shoes today to find someone to dance with; your father invited many noble friends, some are about your age, just enjoy yourself without being reserved."
Jiang Ruantian scoffed inwardly.
Given Jiang Lai’s temperament, how could she possibly buy a gift for me? These shoes must have been bought by Jiang’s mother to show face for her own daughter; she knows Jiang Lai’s temper better than anyone, not only does she neglect proper upbringing, but she also helps hide Jiang Lai’s true nature.
Thinking this, the slight affection that had risen just now dissipated almost entirely.
The vast Jiang Family had no trace of warmth, Jiang Ruantian reminded herself not to be deceived again.
Finally, under the spotlight, wearing a long white dress, Jiang Ruantian slowly walked down the luxurious spiral staircase. Amidst everyone’s gaze, Jiang Ruantian nervously gripped the handrail of the staircase, casually glancing downward, surprisingly seeing a familiar figure in the crowd, who, though quietly sitting there, first caught her attention.
It’s Mo Zhoujing, he came too, and now he’s looking at her.
Yes, now the spotlight is on her, she is the main character; dressed in an expensive gown and wearing a priceless crown, there is nothing more dazzling than her; even when facing Mo Zhoujing directly, there is nothing to feel inferior about.
At least, she is complete.
Thinking this, Jiang Ruantian felt lighter in her steps. When she reached the center of the ballroom, Father Jiang solemnly introduced her identity to all guests, officially revealing Jiang Ruantian’s identity at this birthday party.
At this moment, her nominal fiancé, Zhao Sili, slowly walked forward, extending a hand to invite Jiang Ruantian to dance the first dance together.
As the two gracefully danced in the center of the dance floor, Jiang Lai, standing aside feeling idle, was about to grab another drink and sneak away when suddenly a hand gently rested on her shoulder.
Looking back, it’s Tao Xinzhu.
Though the family has fallen on hard times, Mr. Tao and Father Jiang are longtime friends, thus, they were invited to Jiang Ruantian’s birthday party as well.
However, most people present were rather snobbish, almost no one came to talk to Tao Xinzhu, standing alone seemed a bit awkward; thus he proactively approached Jiang Lai to greet her.
"Didn’t expect her to be your sister."
"I didn’t expect it either."
"Dance together?"
Jiang Lai looked at him, curved her lips in a smile, then directly placed her hand on his shoulder, slowly leaned closer whispering into his ear.
"Remember how to dance?"
The tone carried teasing disdain, stirring up a strange feeling within Tao Xinzhu, obviously supposed to be repulsed, yet when the hand rested on this slender waist before him, his thoughts inexplicably became muddled.
"Remember when we danced together as kids? Back then you would call me Brother Xinzhu."