Capítulo 2: Would She Feel Inferior?
Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
Ling Mo lifted his eyelids slightly and looked at Su Yu.
Su Yu was Ling Mo's stepmother. More than ten years ago, she was an extremely popular movie queen. Now that she was over forty years old, her body was still lithe. She looked more like a shy and beautiful young lady.
It was just that her past was not as glamorous as her appearance. She was a mistress. During her best friend's pregnancy, she slept with her husband, Ling Yunlong.
Later on, Shi Ying died of an amniotic fluid embolism during childbirth, and she immediately married into the Ling family with a big belly.
After securing the position of the Ling family's mistress, she used extreme methods to successfully cover her dark history. She even managed to make a name for herself in the circle of wealthy women in Linjiang City.
It was also because of Su Yu's exceptional diplomatic talent that Shi Jian Group received a sky-high amount of financing. Over the years, she was able to be pampered and protected by Ling Yunlong.
Seeing Su Yu approach, Ling Yunlong's cold face instantly broke into a smile.
"There was a traffic jam on the road and I was delayed for some time. Don't worry, I will definitely not forget my precious daughter's birthday."
Su Yu grunted and turned around, as if she was venting her anger on him.
Her smiling eyes paused for a moment. After a while, she finally noticed Ling Mo, who had both her hands in her pockets and looked pure.
"How is Mo Mo handling the matter of the school's expulsion?"
Su Yu had a faint smile on her face the entire time, but the hatred in her eyes had already seeped out.
God knows how much effort she had put in to erase that despicable history of being a mistress.
And Ling Mo's return also meant that the stigma that she had tried so hard to get rid of would return.
Ling Yunlong obviously didn't notice Su Yu's emotional fluctuations. He hugged her slender waist and said gently, "The principal's father-in-law is out, so I'll have to go again tomorrow. By the way, Mo Mo has only been back from the countryside for a week and doesn't know the rules. I'll have to trouble you to teach her well in the future."
"Of course."
Su Yu put down the teddy in her arms and shouted at Nanny Wu, "Aren't you going to take Miss Mo to wash up?"
"Yes, Madam."
Nanny Wu dragged her fat body and ran out. "Miss Mo, please come with me."
"Okay."
Ling Mo nodded, and a few rays of light flashed in her pure eyes. Even without makeup, she was still beautiful.
She silently followed behind Nanny Wu, her mind wandering as she thought about what she should do next. She had been reborn a year before the tragedy had even begun. This meant that everything that had happened before could be overturned and restarted.
She would avenge herself 10 or 100 times more than what Ling Tian and Shi Yo did to her.
Su Yu's hypocritical mask, she would destroy it with her own hands.
As for her brothers who had gone through life and death with her in the Super God Arena City, she would also do her best to protect them.
"Miss Mo, be careful! Don't dirty the Scottish carpet that Madam specially ordered from europe."
Nanny Wu grabbed the slightly absent-minded Ling Mo and yelled at her.
In her opinion, the canvas shoes on Ling Mo's feet, which had been washed until their original color could not be seen clearly, were not worthy of stepping on the expensive Scottish carpet.
"Isn't the carpet meant to be stepped on?"
Ling Mo rubbed against the thick carpet under her feet heavily as she tilted her head and looked coldly at Nanny Wu, who was used to sucking up on her superiors and stepping on the lower ones.
In her previous life, she had only tolerated Ling Yunlong because she had a faint longing for the love of her biological father.
After her rebirth, if she was still so cowardly, how could she be worthy of the blessings of the god of fate?
The maid who was sweeping the living room glanced at Ling Mo, who had her hands in her pockets and appeared to be very righteous, and whispered incessantly in her ears.
"A lowly wretch from the countryside. She's really vulgar. I heard that she almost got expelled from school after getting into a fight."
"That's right! A wild girl without any upbringing. How can she compare to the Second Miss who's proficient in zither, chess, calligraphy, and painting?"
"I didn't expect the eldest young miss to be this kind of trash. She can't even compare to me."
"Ah, who told her to be so lucky? She got engaged to the young master of the Liang family as soon as she was born."
...
Ling Mo calmly walked past the maid who was whispering to each other. She unintentionally met Sister Zhang's shrewd eyes, and the corners of her lips curled into a mischievous smile.
"Sister Zhang, if your breath stinks, you should brush your teeth more often."
"Wh... What?"
Sister Zhang raised her head and looked at Ling Mo in astonishment.
Her voice was clearly very soft. How did Ling Mo hear It?
"Shh, you smell"
Ling Mo made a gesture of silence, completely unbothered by everyone's strange gazes.
After all, everyone in the Ling family, apart from Nanny Tian in the kitchen, had already been subdued by Su Yu's methods.
Sister Zhang's face was red, and she was so embarrassed that she wished she could find a hole to hide in.
She wanted to argue with Ling Mo, but due to her identity as the eldest daughter of the Ling family, she had no choice but to give up and swallow her anger silently.
Ling Mo wanted to go upstairs to take a nap, but when she saw Ling Tian suddenly sitting in front of the piano and playing "Islamey", one of the top ten godly songs, she strode forward and punched the piano keys.
The music stopped abruptly, and the strange silence began to ferment.
For some reason, everyone held their breaths at this moment, afraid that Ling Mo would do something outrageous to Ling Tian.
Ling Tian frowned and raised her head to look at the ruffian-looking Ling Mo. she pretended to greet her.
"Sister, do you want to play a song too?"
Nanny Wu noticed that Ling Tian was a little unhappy. Like a lapdog, she came up to her and said sarcastically,
"How can Miss Mo play the piano? In my opinion, she only knows how to punch the keys."
"Nanny Wu, don't talk about sister like that." Ling Tian gently stopped Nanny Wu, but a sweet smile appeared on her face.
"It's my fault. I accidentally told the truth."
Nanny Wu looked at the indifferent Ling Mo in embarrassment. It seemed like she was apologizing, but her words were full of pride. "Miss Mo, please don't feel inferior. After all, Second Miss is not someone ordinary people can compare to."
Ling Mo suddenly found it very funny.
When she was playing with the pianist Maxim, she, Ling Tian, could not even pass grade nine.
The word "Inferiority complex" would never appear in her dictionary.
The person who should be ashamed of her inferiority was Ling Tian.
She had played a tune 17 times wrong, and she had learned from an international piano master. It was really embarrassing.
Ling Tian looked at Ling Mo, who seemed to be smiling but not smiling, in confusion. Her sweet voice was tinged with a hint of gloominess.
"What are you smiling about?"
"Do I have to tell you?" For a little white lotus like you, I would take you out.
Ling Mo, who punched the piano keys passionately, suddenly met Ling Tian's round eyes. Her voice was cold and chilling.
Ling Tian instantly became angry. She got up from the seat and whispered in Ling Mo's ear, enunciating each word clearly.
"What? You're an outsider, and you still dare to behave atrociously in my territory? Why don't you look in the mirror and see how much you weigh?"
"44 kilograms, five kilograms lighter than you. I can't help it, I can't put on weight."
Ling Mo kicked off the canvas shoes on her feet, grabbed the disposable shoes handed over by the maid, and went upstairs without looking back.
All that was left was a room full of people with different expressions staring at each other.
Ling Tian was prone to gaining weight. Whenever she heard someone talking about her weight, her whole body was like a powder keg, instantly explosive.
She glared at Ling Mo's slender back and shot back. "A b * stard with no mother!"
"Xiao Tian, have you forgotten what mother told you? If a dog bites you, can you bite it back?"
Su Yu twisted her slender waist and walked towards Ling Tian.
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