<h4>Chapter 920: Mei Feng’s True Colors (9)</h4>


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    After hearing what her father said, Xia Nuannuan was stunned and asked, “Dad, what did you say?”


    Dad Xia continued, “I said, I did call! I even chatted with her briefly. I asked her to let you know that we’re safe and she said she would.”


    Xia Nuannuan froze.


    Dad Xia had already called Mei Feng?”


    “When did you call?”


    “After the typhoon warning was released. We knew you’d be worried, so we called you at once!”


    Xia Nuannuan clenched her fists as she heard these words.


    She bit her lip and said, “Ok, Dad. I understand.”


    She hung up the phone. The more she thought about the whole matter, the angrier she got.


    Here she was, getting all frantic and worked up over her parents’ safety, but when she had gone home and asked Mei Feng if her parents had called, what had the woman said?


    She had unhurriedly answered, “No.”


    And this was what she meant by “no”?!


    She took a few deep breaths in an attempt to calm herself down, but in the end she was unable to let it go. Angrily, she marched out of her room.


    Mei Feng was watching TV in the living room.


    In a huff, Xia Nuannuan walked up to the woman and red at her. “Aunty Mei.”


    Mei Feng looked up and gave her a nce. Then she went back to looking at the TV screen. “Nuannuan, what’s up?”


    “Aunty Mei, did my father call at all?”


    She finally shifted her gaze to Xia Nuannuan.


    There was no one else in the living room now, apart from the butler standing by the side.


    Mei Feng sneered and said, “No.”


    Looking at the lying woman, Xia Nuannuan said straightaway, “How could he have not? My parents called you and asked you to let me know they were safe. Aunty Mei, why didn’t you tell me?”


    Mei Feng observed the girl and suddenly remembered what the doctor had said.


    She was showing signs of a possible miscarriage, so the worst thing for her was to suffer mood swings.


    A vicious glint shed across her eyes. She suddenly turned around and crossed one leg over the other. She sat back on the sofa looking at the girl and said casually, “Oh, yes. I forgot about that.”


    Forgotten?


    Xia Nuannuan felt her temper rising.


    She said unhurriedly, “How could you forget? How can one forget such things?! Aunty Mei, you—”


    “Enough, your parents are safe and that’s all that matters. What’s the point in pursuing these things?” Mei Feng’s tone was casual, as though this had nothing to do with her.


    That’s right, it really had nothing to do with her.


    They were her parents, of course this woman didn’t give a d*mn about their safety!


    Xia Nuannuan gritted her teeth and said, “Aunty Mei, it’s not right to do this. You know I’m worried about my parents.”


    “Not right? In this household, who are you to educate me on how things should work?”


    Mei Feng continued arrogantly, “Xia Nuannuan, I suggest that you understand your position in this house.”


    “You’re someone with a lowly background, who got married into a high-society family, a pheasant who schemed to marry into wealth! Pity. You can’t make a silk purse out of a sow’s ear.”


    Xia Nuannuan red at Mei Feng upon hearing these words. “You have a negative opinion of me?”


    Mei Feng nodded and said, “That’s right. I do have a negative opinion of you. So what?”


    Tightening her fists, Xia Nuannuan asked, “Why? Just because I’m not from a wealthy family?”


    Mei Fengughed icily and replied, “That’s right.”


    Suddenly, the girl retorted, “Then what about you, Aunty Mei? And what sort of background do you have?!”


    That question came like a p across Mei Feng’s face.


    She narrowed her eyes and sprang up from her seat.