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Without a single word of concern, they pushed open the door and launched into a barrage of unwarranted accusations, completely ignoring the pain her daughter was going through.

This scene caused an uproar among netizens.

[Holy crap, where did this old Deng come from?!]

Are they still Xi Ran's parents? That's so mean!

[Waaaaah, Ranran just bumped into the cabinet! It sounds so painful!]

[This is what they call parents?! It makes me so angry!]

Why do they seem so different from the Xi family parents I remember? They've always been so good to Xi Meng.

Xi Ran stood at the doorway, supporting her lower back, her face grim.

"This is my home, please leave."

Ignoring Xi Ran's anger, Xi's father swaggered into the house without even changing his shoes.

Xi's mother looked even more disgusted, pinching a blind box figurine placed by the door with two fingers and casually tossing it aside:

"You've made a complete mess of this perfectly good house! You're such a grown man, always spending money on worthless things. Just because we give you money doesn't mean you can spend it however you want, does it?"

Xi Ran looked down at the doll that had rolled to the ground, its head and body broken in two, and was so angry that her whole body was trembling.

"go out."

"How dare you speak to your own parents like that?!" Mr. Xi turned to meet Xi Ran's angry eyes, his own eyes widening instantly, and his voice rising even higher.

Mother Xi stretched out a hand and poked at Xi Ran's face, pointing and saying:

"I know you're a celebrity now, with some fame, but Mengmeng is too. She doesn't act like you, playing the victim, complaining and crying online to gain sympathy."

"Playing the victim?"

Xi Ran seemed to have heard a joke, a mocking smile playing on her lips. "I didn't say anything on the show, so how did you start playing the victim?"

"We saw it all! Don't try to deny it!"

Mother Xi stood with her hands on her hips, her fingers almost poking her forehead:

"We were switched at birth, and we've been shortchanging you for a few years, but in all these years, have we provided you with anything lacking in terms of food, clothing, and other necessities? What more could you possibly want?"

"Do you really want everyone to laugh at the Xi family and criticize me and your father before you're satisfied?!"

Mr. Xi felt that Mrs. Xi's words had struck a chord with him, and he felt much better.

Speaking from the perspective of wanting what's best for Xi Ran, I said:

"Xi Ran, you're our own daughter. How could we not want you to have a good life?"

"Stop doing those degrading things online. Go to the blind dates your mother and I have arranged for you. Take advantage of your youth now; you still have plenty of opportunities in your social circle. Do you think you'll have such good opportunities in a few years?"

"The most important thing for a person is to be pragmatic and adaptable!"

Xi Ran suddenly looked up at her parents, a mocking and self-deprecating smile playing on her lips.

I thought I was already utterly disappointed in these two people, and that I shouldn't feel any pain.

But perhaps blood ties are such a strange thing. Looking at two faces that resemble your own, speaking harshly to you, every word and phrase filled with calculations of profit and money, you still feel pain in your heart.

Her eyes were sore and swollen, and it seemed that as soon as she opened her mouth, tears would well up in her eyes first.

Xi Ran tilted her head back and took several deep breaths, forcing herself not to look them in the eye in order to control the urge to cry.

When he spoke again, his voice was more steady, but it also sounded somewhat aggressive at first glance.

"You're all so good to me, does Xi Meng know? You're giving me something so good but not her? Won't she make a scene if she finds out?"

"Very well, I've taken a liking to the Yu family now. Why don't you help me negotiate a marriage alliance with them?"

Xi Ran's question seemed to have guessed what Xi's parents were up to, instantly making them furious.

"Snapped!"

The slap landed without warning, its sound particularly clear in the silent room.

The pressure cooker in the kitchen seemed to be getting angry, constantly making a hissing sound.

"I knew you were jealous of Mengmeng! Are you really that narrow-minded, unable to tolerate her? You always have to compare yourself to her and compete with her for everything?!"

So angry was Xi's mother that she blurted out what was on her mind:

"Mengmeng is someone I've carefully nurtured since she was little. Who do you think you are? You're nowhere near as good as her, and you dare to try and steal her fiancé!"

Xi Ran's head was turned to the side after being hit, and he didn't move for a long time.

She stood there, her neck turned to the side, looking frail and helpless, with that side of her cheek swollen up at a visible speed.

In an instant, Xi Ran could hear no other sounds, only tinnitus.

When things got a little better, I heard comments that she was not as good as Xi Meng.

In fact, these words could no longer cause her any real harm; she had felt them openly and secretly many times over the years.

She had once hoped and even longed for the two of them to love her.

After trying her best, she found that not only did she not get what she wanted, but she was also looked down upon. People gossiped behind her back, saying that she had been corrupted by the people at the orphanage.

Their eyes were filled with a thirst for favor and greed; they loathed her.

They found her carefully offered heartfelt sincerity... filthy.

But hearing it with my own ears today can be considered a final severance of the last remaining shred of family affection for her.

Xi Ran straightened up, grabbed one of their arms with each hand, and dragged them forcefully to the door. She slammed the door shut and wouldn't open it no matter how much they knocked.

I dialed the property management office again; their voice was calm and serious.

"I am the owner of ****. There are two people harassing me at my doorstep. Please send someone over immediately and take them away!"

"Also, if you let these two people in again in the future, I will expose this in the owners' group, and you can forget about getting the property management fee next quarter."

The property management sent people over quickly, and there was a commotion at the entrance ten minutes later, before the noise gradually faded away.

Xi Ran stood at the door for a long time, arms crossed, adopting a self-protective posture.

No one knows what she was thinking during that time.

Her slender back was slightly hunched, revealing a small section of her pale, weak neck.

She even avoided the camera when she cried.

When she turned around again, her eyes were red, and she wiped away the wet tear stains on her face.

Xi Ran turned around and kicked the blind box doll whose body was split in two. It was tilting its head and sticking out its tongue, laughing mischievously.

Xi Ran took the glue and tried to repair it and stick it back on.

Even if it's glued on, the cracks still remain.

Xi Ran sighed deeply, her soft voice tinged with an undeniable sob:

"I'm sorry, but following me means you'll have to endure a lot of hardship."

"Tsk tsk tsk—"

The pressure cooker in the kitchen was hissing and sizzling even louder, startling Xi Ran into standing up.

"Oh no, the meat I was stewing!"

Xi Ran rushed back, turned off the heat, lifted the lid, and first checked to see if it was burnt.

Seeing that it wasn't burnt, Xi Ran grinned foolishly and showed off her beloved pot to the camera:

"Luckily, I was using an enamel pot. It was really expensive when I bought it; it cost almost half of my first paycheck!"

"But thankfully it's genuine, and I've made the most of it. It's been with me for almost three years and it still works perfectly. Not a single drop of water evaporates, so food won't burn when I cook it—it's incredibly soft and tender!"

The brighter Xi Ran's smile, the more heartbroken netizens felt.