Several people wore serious expressions, but Grandfather appeared much more composed as he took a sip of tea. "Just tell her, our Jiang Family children are not that fragile."
I looked at my phone, seeing my adoptive mother's family putting on a hypocritical act in front of the reporters.
Zhao Yuan wiped away a tear. "We took her in out of kindness back then, but who would have thought that Jiang Mu would be so ungrateful? Now that she knows her biological parents are wealthy, she refuses to acknowledge us."
A reporter asked, "Since she returned to her biological family, has she come back to see you at all?"
Zhao Yuan shook her head while crying. "No, I don’t expect her to repay us for all those years of raising her. I just hope she doesn’t repay our kindness with malice. Mu Mu, if you see this on TV, please don’t take action against Jiang Group."
I abruptly turned off my phone; I had seen enough of Zhao Yuan's face.
Her twisted words had directly thrust our family into the public spotlight.
My mother, concerned, shielded me with her words. "Sweetheart, don’t go to school for the next few days. Wait until we sort this out, okay?"
Initially, I thought it was no big deal, but upon seeing my mother's worried expression, I nodded.
Back in my room, I looked at the encrypted videos and injury reports stored in my phone's album.
I stepped out and said, "Mom and Dad, I have evidence to prove that Zhao Yuan is lying."
I handed over the video. "This is proof of how they used the guise of adopting me to make me their free maid and how they abused me."
When I was in my teens, I had already begun secretly gathering evidence. Even if I couldn't find my biological family, I would make the Jiang Family pay the price.
But now, seeing my mother's red-rimmed eyes, I didn't want her to see me.
Although I hadn't been home for long, I could feel the overwhelming love from them.
When my mother saw the video of Zhao Yuan pouring scalding hot water on me, she leaned against my father and cried silently.
"Mom, I'm not hurt. Please don't cry..."
My voice gradually choked up.
My older brother handed the video to the company's public relations department. They were efficient; the video was quickly edited, along with the hospital's injury report.
Now Zhao Yuan had no way to defend herself.
When Zhao Yuan received the lawyer's letter, she was still cursing. She didn't recognize her mistakes at all, believing that since she adopted me, it was her right to hit and scold me.
At the school gate, Zhao Yuan was bundled up tightly, with only her eyes visible. She threw the lawyer's letter at me.
"You ungrateful dog! How dare you secretly record a video and sue us? Withdraw your lawsuit immediately!"
Her tone still reflected a lack of remorse as she threatened me.
"We've already found the best lawyer. You won't win this lawsuit, and it will drag your parents down with you. Do you really want to be thrown away like an orphan?"
The word "thrown" struck a nerve within me.
"My parents didn't throw me away; they just accidentally lost me!"
"Lost? They clearly didn't want you anymore."
We grappled with each other, releasing years of pent-up anger.
In the end, it was the security guard at the school gate who discovered us, and a crowd of classmates gathered around.
Pointing at Zhao Yuan, someone exclaimed, "Isn't she the one who abused her adopted daughter? She's the one who splashed hot water on Jiang Mu's face; it's absolutely outrageous."
"That's Jiang Qing's mom! Now I understand where Jiang Qing learned to look down on others."
The whispers and pointing from the crowd made her feel utterly humiliated. Zhao Yuan picked up the scarf that had fallen on the ground and ran away.
Qu Ying and Xu Xi stepped out. "Mu Mu..."
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