Rebirth: Daily Face Slaps - Chapter 164

Aunt Yu From a medical perspective, whether one has a boy or girl is not a woman’s problem, but a man’s responsibility!

Uncle Yu Third brother-in-law is a typical example of “not knowing how good he has it.” What’s so great about boys? They’re just a bunch of troublemakers who need constant supervision! It’s much better to have a sweet, well-behaved, adorable daughter!

Especially a girl like Lin Mengting, who easily outshines all the boys in the family!

——Caring, filial, sensible, intelligent…

Tsk tsk… The more I think about it, the more I regret not taking Lin Mengting to our house to be raised, while giving a couple of boys to the Lin family!

Second Uncle Yu This girl is really making us proud!

After today, let’s see who dares to say our family is just a bunch of muscleheads with no brains! With Lin Mengting, we can instantly silence those critics!

Second Aunt Yu If possible, give us a dozen girls like her!

Fourth Aunt Yu Having Lin Mengting really boosts our confidence! If the Lin family dares to label the third sister as a “hen that doesn’t lay eggs,” the third sister can slam a “divorce letter” in their faces!

But with the cunning old men of the Lin family and the profit-driven nature of the third branch, from now on, they will likely put the third sister and her family on a pedestal instead of insulting them!

——All to squeeze out every bit of value from Lin Mengting!

Looks like I need to call the third sister and give her a heads-up.

Fourth Uncle Yu The third brother-in-law’s family is so foolish, they nearly buried such a rare genius!

Fifth Uncle Yu Gold will shine no matter what!

Fifth Aunt Yu Nothing is impossible if one perseveres. Without unwavering determination and perseverance, even the most talented person will eventually fade.

So, for Lin Mengting to achieve such success, it’s due to her indomitable spirit!

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The Qin Family

“Crash!”

“Smash!”

Qin Mei angrily swept everything off the nightstand onto the floor.

But even with broken dishes and a shattered phone, leaving the room in chaos, it didn’t quell her burning rage!

“A young calligrapher? Impossible!”

How could a fool like Lin Mengting achieve such success? On what grounds?!

Clearly, it was supposed to be her that everyone admired and respected!

Holding a bowl of tonic soup that had been simmering for two hours, Mrs. Qin walked in just in time to see this scene, her brows furrowing in displeasure as she glared at Qin Mei, “Qin Mei!”

“Mom.” Qin Mei took several deep breaths to suppress the fury churning inside her, but her tense body and twisted expression betrayed her true feelings.

“The cultural exchange organized by the G Province Calligraphy and Painting Association has been a great success. Among the participants, young calligrapher Lin Mengting…”

The sweet voice of the female broadcaster was clear in the silent room, impossible to ignore.

Mrs. Qin sighed inwardly, swallowing her reprimand and instead looking at Qin Mei with concern and worry. “Qin Mei, listen to me. Now, you should focus on having a healthy baby.”

Instead of continuing to compete with a promising young girl like Lin Mengting!

Even if she wanted to take down Lin Mengting, what good would it do for Qin Mei?

Such a fruitless and exhausting endeavor is not worth it!

Qin Mei, always smart, understood her mother’s unspoken message.

Initially, Qin Mei paid attention to Lin Mengting because of Qin Dong. But as Lin Mengting increasingly ignored and distanced herself from her while growing into someone universally praised, Qin Mei’s interest became tainted with envy and hatred.

Envy, jealousy, and resentment.

These feelings couldn’t be shared with anyone, so Qin Mei simply lowered her gaze, her long lashes hiding the darkness in her eyes. She sighed softly, “Mom, you don’t understand.”

Don’t understand? What is there not to understand?!

Mrs. Qin was almost amused by Qin Mei’s words. Did Qin Mei think she had lived these decades without understanding the hidden jealousy in Qin Mei’s actions or the calculation behind Qin Dong’s supposed love?!

“Qin Mei.” Mrs. Qin’s eyes lingered on Qin Mei’s slightly swollen belly. For the sake of the unborn child, she painstakingly persuaded, “You’re already 30, past a woman’s prime childbearing years.”

“As a doctor, you should know your body’s condition.” After a moment’s thought, Mrs. Qin hinted subtly, “If this pregnancy doesn’t go well, it might affect future chances.”

Here, “future chances” meant not only potential congenital issues for the child but also possible complications for Qin Mei’s own reproductive health.

Anyone else might not grasp Mrs. Qin’s subtle implication.

Though Qin Mei specialized in acupuncture, working at M City Hospital, she understood these basic medical facts well.

At that moment, Qin Mei froze, unable to respond for a long time.

Mrs. Qin watched her closely, not blinking, afraid to miss any change in her daughter’s expression.

Was it three minutes? Five minutes? Ten minutes?

To Qin Mei, it felt like an eternity.

“Mom.” Qin Mei’s voice was tinged with barely detectable fatigue and weariness. Even her usually straight posture seemed to collapse under an invisible weight, showing signs of impending despair and breakdown.

“Is what you said true?”

Mrs. Qin felt as if she were bound by rough ropes, each tightening squeeze bringing her closer to collapse.

Her heart, like being forcefully pried open and stabbed repeatedly with a sharp knife, experienced an inescapable pain that enveloped her entire soul.

And amidst this pain, there was an absurd and terrifying feeling that Qin Mei might vanish before her eyes at any moment.