My Youth Began With Him

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Translator: Noodletown Translations Editor: Noodletown Translations

South Hill Manor's dining room was paved with marble. Pudding was still young, and she didn't throw her cellphone with much force, so all that broke was the screen.

But Huo Mian was an adult. Her smash caused the cell phone to completely break apart…

Little Bean was so frightened that her milk almost spilled onto the ground…

Pudding, shocked by her mother's actions, began to cry.

"Stop crying, you were the one who got so upset that you smashed the phone I bought you. You didn't even want to pick it up when I asked you to and when you did, you looked so unhappy about it. When I asked you to fix it, you didn't respond. Qin Zhaozhao, you're only three years old and don't have the ability to make money. We bought all the food you eat and all the things you use. You can be angry, but you can't throw the things we buy you around like they're not worth anything. I refuse to be the mother of a spoiled little brat with Princess Syndrome."

"Who said I don't have money? I have my stocks," Pudding seemed unconvinced and argued back.

"Then let me ask you, who gave you the money to start investing?"

"I can give you back that money… I earned the rest on my own," Pudding reasoned fallaciously.

"Do you think so? That's great. Does that mean once you give me back the money, you will take what you've made, leave this house, and fend for yourself? You're so capable and smart that you don't need your parents, your sister, your babysitter, your driver, and your maid? If that's the case, you can leave now. "

"Mommy… No, don't drive my sister away." Little Bean also started to cry when she heard what was happening.

Although she always quarreled with Pudding, she still liked her sister very much.

She also knew that although Pudding was prideful and cold, her heart was in the right place and she had always been good to her. Whenever she had good food, she would always share with it her.

Pudding's tears began flowing out of her eyes like a waterfall when she heard Huo Mian say such cruel words.

Even the butler, Uncle Li, couldn't take it any longer. He came over and advised, "Young Madam, Miss Pudding is still young."

"Uncle Li… When I discipline my daughters, I don't want anybody to interfere."

Huo Mian's cold words made Uncle Li hold his tongue too…

"So you can choose… If you think you're good enough, you can leave home… Otherwise, just go to the warehouse, close the door, and reflect on your mistakes. That's all. I have to go to the company for a meeting soon…

After that, Huo Mian stood up…

"Honey…"

"Darling, you're coming to the company with me. There are a few important things that you need to deal with."

"I…" Qin Chu wanted to say that he wanted to stay home with the twins, but as soon as he looked at Huo Mian, he swallowed his words. He knew his wife knew what she was doing.

Little Bean was too frightened to cry…

Pudding turned around and went straight into a small warehouse on the first floor.

It was basically their family pantry. The warehouse was only 28 square meters, and the windows were also very small. It was almost like a prison.

Huo Mian seldom used this place, but this time, Pudding completely angered her.

After Pudding went in, she locked the door from the inside and cried intermittently.

"Mian… What are you doing? She's still a kid…"

Seeing what had happened after coming downstairs, Yang Meirong immediately scolded her daughter…

"It is because they are still young that they need to be educated. Otherwise, when they grow up, you will not be able to handle them." Huo Mian responded icily.

Then, she picked up her bag and left…

Qin Chu followed her silently…

Little Bean was so frightened that she dared not intercede for her sister any more. She could only hold her Grandma's hand and watch Mom and Dad leave.

"Gosh, she's so stubborn, why would she do that!"

After Huo Mian left, Yang Meirong took Little Bean's hand and walked to the door of the small warehouse.

"Pudding, it's Grandma. Open the door. Your mother left. Don't listen to her. She was talking nonsense when she asked you to ponder over your mistakes."