Chapter 3: Forced to Marry by One's Biological Mother

e Bai family wants to give to their own wifeHmph.Interesting"Second Young Master, can't you stop joking around" The group of search parties just now, carrying discontent and doubt, couldn't help but...“Alright, alright, no marriage, no marriage. Our little Yuan Yuan is both beautiful and noble; she can only marry the heir of the Yan family, Yan Ming Shan.” Mrs. Bai quickly soothed Bai Yuan Yuan: “Initially, our family needed a favor from the Yan family, so we agreed to this marriage as a gesture of goodwill. Who could have thought that Yan Chuan would turn out to be such a scoundrel, a real plague on Jin City!”

"That's right! Yanchuan Bai was born with a good face!" Bai Yuanyuan muttered, "Now I don't know how many people want to see my joke! Mom—"

"Don't worry, Jiang Mo is back now, isn't she Let her marry Yan Chuan! People will only laugh at her, not you!" Mrs. Bai comforted Bai Yuanyuan.

"Mom, you're still the best to me! But even if it's Yan Chuan, Ginger is already above her station! Even if Yan Chuan is no good, he's still the second young master of the Yan family. Even if he can't inherit the family business, she won't be short on food and drink." Bai Yuanyuan couldn't hide her smugness.

"Indeed, she got a bargain!" Mrs. Bai agreed.

Ginger sneered inwardly, this condescending face was truly disgusting!

Jiang Mo quickened her pace and went downstairs: "Mrs. Bai, Miss Bai."

"Not even calling her mother, what a lack of upbringing," Mrs. Bai's disdain was unconcealed in her eyes.

"Don't you consider me your daughter either" Jiang Mo said lightly, "We obviously don't get along. Why pretend I came to Jin City because my parents told me to. But I don't intend to marry a stranger as you all wish."

"What are you saying As the daughter of the Bai family, you must take responsibility for your betrothal!" Mrs. Bai slammed her hand on the table.

"As you said, this is the responsibility of the Bai family's daughter. I am surnamed Jiang, so naturally, I don't have to take responsibility." Jiang Mo said, "Since this family doesn't welcome me, then I'll leave."

"Jiang Mo, your foster parents have transferred your household registration back. In this house, I'm the one who makes the rules!"

"Mrs. Bai, this isn't the old society anymore. Marriage is free, and no one can force me to do anything I don't want to do." Jiang Mo's voice was clear and bright, yet it carried a resolute weight.

"Your adoptive parents took 500,000 from me and you don't want to marry Fine! Return the money!"

Ginger took a deep breath.

It turns out my adoptive parents have scammed me again.

"I didn't take the money, so why should I pay it back Mrs. Bai can go find whoever took it and demand repayment!"

"Mom, you should take your time and explain things to your sister. Your sister will definitely understand your good intentions." Bai Yuanyuan soothed with feigned concern.

"If she were even half as sensible as you, I could live another ten years!" Mrs. Bai glared fiercely at Jiang Mo: "You must get married, there's no room for discussion."

"Ginger could still speak, but Mrs. Bai sneered and said: “Ginger, for so many years you've been raising a little wolf cub, it must have cost a lot of money, right"

"Mrs. Bai! What are you going to do"

"Isn't that what I wanted to ask you too! You, a grown woman, raising a child How is that even possible Is he some illegitimate bastard you had outside of wedlock"

Jiang Mo trembled all over: "He has a name and surname, his name is Jiang Sheng! He's my brother!"

As soon as the words left her mouth, Jiang Mo heard a sob from outside the door: "Sister, save me, sister!"

Ginger suddenly turned around and saw two bodyguards dragging ten-year-old Ginger Sheng, pressing him hard to the ground.

Jiang Sheng's small face was pressed against the cold ground, it was deformed!

"Jiang Sheng!" Jiang Mo was about to rush over, but she was stopped by two bodyguards.The Bai family is a well-known wealthy merchant in Jincheng, and they live in a wealthy area. 。The opulent mansion, juxtaposed against the dilapidated suitcase, was a stark contrast. 。“Sir! Madam! Mis...