Scumbag Forcing Me to Divorce? Watch Me Turn Around and Marry a Powerful Capital Tycoon! - Chapter 69

Xue Yingxiang was the only daughter in her family. Sharp and shrewd since childhood, after years of honing herself in the business world, she had become a formidable, no-nonsense woman.
Tang An’s little tricks? In front of her—they were as transparent as glass.

And besides—

This matter, though it seemed trivial—just a form of address—was, in truth, a test.
A deliberate probe at the bottom line.

Tang An was testing Shengbao’s place in the Si family’s hearts.

Xue Yingxiang could never indulge her in this.

Like the rest of the Si family, she was fiercely protective.
She would not allow anyone—except Shengbao—to so casually call her “Third Aunt.”

As for “Grandma”?
That was even more unacceptable.

Her mother-in-law had only one precious granddaughter.

And that was Shengbao.

No one—absolutely no one—could cross that line.

Compared to Shengbao…

What was the Tang family worth?

If it weren’t for Shengbao being the bridge between them, Xue Yingxiang would never have wasted even a glance on Tang An.

In her eyes, Tang An wasn’t even worth a single strand of Shengbao’s hair.

…

Hearing Xue Yingxiang correct her, Tang An’s face flashed with embarrassment.

She had thought she’d already earned Xue Yingxiang’s approval.

But clearly—she was gravely mistaken.

What stung even more was that Old Madam Si, who always looked so kind and gentle, didn’t step in to smooth things over for her.

A knot of discomfort twisted in Tang An’s chest.

In looks, she rivaled the brightest stars of the entertainment world.
In temperament, she was second to none.
She had bent her pride, bowed her head, taken the initiative to curry the Si family remained utterly unmoved.

But she couldn’t afford to rush.

This was only her first meeting with the Si family.
Old Madam Si and Xue Yingxiang not accepting her now, was perfectly normal.

Shi Sheng was already dead. She no longer had the chance to fight with her.
Tang An believed that, given time, with her talent and persistence, she would eventually win the Si family over.

And when that day came, she would take Shi Sheng’s place.
She would become the treasure in the Si family’s palms.

The thought eased her irritation, softening her smile. With practiced smoothness she said,
“Shengbao and I are like sisters. I thought I could simply follow her lead in how I address everyone, but it seems I made a fool of myself in front of Grandma Si and Third Aunt. Thankfully, you’re both kinds enough not to take offense at a junior’s mistake.”

Tang An knew exactly what to say to placate Old Madam Si and Xue Yingxiang, and how to defuse her own embarrassment.

Some things must be done step by step.
Patience was key.

“It’s just a slip of the tongue. We don’t mind at all. Just be careful not to repeat it next time.” Xue Yingxiang smiled, her tone gentle, “An’an, don’t blame yourself.”

Not repeat it next time.

Tang An caught the warning beneath those words.

But she brushed it aside.

Just wait… one day, she would make Xue Yingxiang beg her to call her “Third Aunt.”

And when that day came—Xue Yingxiang would regret how she treated her today.

The corner of Tang An’s lips curved ever so slightly, her heart swelling with satisfaction. She had full confidence she would succeed.

…

Xue Yingxiang then turned to Shi Nanyue.
“Nanyue, you’ve raised An’an very well. She’s polite and well-mannered.”

“Thank you, Third Aunt, for your praise,” Shi Nanyue replied with a smile. “In truth, I didn’t teach her much. Whatever she’s achieved, whether in her studies or her hobbies—she’s managed on her own. She may lack in some areas, but her independence has always been her strength. The only thing that worries me is that she’s so focused on her studies and career, she hasn’t even considered finding a boyfriend yet.”

Though framed as concern, her words were carefully chosen.

It was her way of telling Old Madam Si and Xue Yingxiang that Tang An was not only outstanding, she was also single.

“And if I remember correctly,” Xue Yingxiang asked, “An’an is only two years older than Shengbao, right?”

“Yes, you remember correctly, Third Aunt.”

“Then there’s no rush. Our Shengbao is still just a child, she can play carefree for a few more years.”

The affection in Xue Yingxiang’s gaze when she spoke of her niece was undeniable, overflowing with warmth and indulgence.

Tang An noticed.

And though she kept her expression composed, her heart twisted with jealousy.

How could she not resent it?

Why was everyone’s world centered on Shi Sheng?

Even when they had barely seen her face a handful of times.

Old Madam Shi was like this.
The Si family was like this.

Yet she—Tang An—was clearly more capable, more deserving of being cherished.

Thank heavens Shi Sheng was dead.

Otherwise, her light would forever be overshadowed.

…

The group continued walking toward the parking lot.

Old Madam Si suddenly turned to Shi Nanyue.
“Nanyue, how is your mother now? Has she been to the hospital?”

“Yes,” Shi Nanyue nodded. “The doctor said it’s an illness born of grief. A heartsickness that only heart-medicine can cure. Unless Huashang and Shengbao are found… her headaches may never be healed.”

She sighed deeply.

Old Madam Si echoed her sigh.

Bitterness. Endless bitterness.

Her own life was full of suffering—her son-in-law lying in bed as a vegetable, her only daughter and granddaughter missing for years. She had lived every day in anguish.

And Old Madam Shi’s fate was even harsher.