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Although many people secretly mocked Chen Yan'er, no one dared to say it to her face, especially not so bluntly. This made Chen Yan'er’s expression darken in an instant, her eyes filled with pain and resentment as she stared fiercely at Sister Yun, as if she wished for Sister Yun to take back her words.
Facing Chen Yan'er’s suffering, Sister Yun felt quite pleased and showed no signs of guilt. When she insulted others, did she ever consider whether they would be hurt? This was a kind-hearted lesson for her; if one day she provoked someone she shouldn’t have, she would realize how wrong her arrogance was.
"You filthy woman, shameless, worthless scum..." Losing her sanity, Chen Yan'er hurled every dirty word she could think of at Sister Yun, as if only by doing so could she highlight her own nobility.
"Yan'er, Yan'er, don’t be like this," seeing her daughter lose control in pain, Huang rushed forward to embrace her, speaking with concern. "I’m your mother; look at me! Look at me!"
Chen Yan'er snapped back to reality as Huang shook her. She recalled Sister Yun's humiliation and the days of torment she had endured. With a fierce shove, she pushed away her mother and cursed venomously, "It’s all your fault! You made my life unbearable! You became a concubine and sold your own daughter! I hate you! You are not my mother! Not..." After saying this, she dashed out of the Jade Pavilion's doors.
Huang was taken aback by the intense hatred in her daughter's eyes, clutching her chest and unable to speak for a long time.
"How dare that little Merchant's Daughter insult my granddaughter! Hmph! It seems you’re tired of living," the Chen Family finally regained their composure. Although they knew what was said was true, the thought of being ridiculed by a merchant made them feel as if they had swallowed something disgusting—nauseating beyond measure. "Quickly send someone to fetch the master; look at this filthy place! If Qing Luan stays here any longer, it won't be fitting for a member of the Chen Family."
Huang was initially heartbroken, but upon hearing her mother-in-law's words, she immediately perked up. She thought that no matter what happened today, she had to see it through; otherwise, the thousand taels of silver would be wasted. Just then, the maid who went to fetch the silver returned, panting as she handed the money to Huang before obediently stepping aside.
"Here you go, one thousand taels of silver; the transaction is complete!" Reluctantly handing two five-hundred-tael notes to Little Luo with a face full of reluctance.
Receiving the one thousand taels of silver made Little Luo even happier. The prayer beads were only worth a little over a hundred taels each; they were the cheapest in the Jade Pavilion...
Seeing them smile so joyfully made Huang’s face wrinkle up like it could crush a mosquito. "Boss Yun," she said to Sister Yun, "can you please return my Fourth Miss of the Chen Family? You’ve taken her away like this; we haven’t gone to the authorities about it yet, which is already showing great mercy. If we really tear our faces apart over this, it won’t be good for any of us!"
She truly wanted to confront them openly but remembered how Chen Qingluan had caused such a scene on the street that everyone now knew about Qing Luan's capabilities. If they stirred up trouble with the authorities again, where would that leave the Chen Residence’s reputation? This was why she had been enduring all this time.
Sister Yun nearly burst into laughter at the expression on her face, which was so concerned for her well-being. Was this woman foolish, or did she think she was a fool? Such reasoning could only come from a place of absurdity; the Chen Residence truly had its fair share of characters.
"Madam Chen," she addressed politely, though her gaze was icy. "Don't try to assert your status here; I don't have the Fourth Miss of the Chen Family with me, only my girl, Zhu Qingluan. She truly isn't suited to be a lady. At the Chen Residence, she couldn't enjoy herself properly and ended up with severe stomach pains and weakness, nearly losing her life. According to the doctor, there are some unsavory things at the Chen Residence. So, for the sake of my maid's well-being, I decided to bring her back."
"Don't talk nonsense! The Chen Residence is perfectly fine; when has it ever been unsavory?" Huang's face darkened as she reprimanded sharply.
"Is that so?" Sister Yun feigned innocence. "If that's the case, then why is it that the Legitimate Daughter of the Chen Family is either missing or unaccounted for? Even your precious daughter has become a concubine for that old man. If that's not unsavory, then there must be something wrong with the Chen Residence itself. My girl is doing just fine here; as soon as she steps into the Chen Residence, everything goes wrong. I can't risk sending her back again." If anything were to happen upon her return, they would regret it too late; thus, she was resolute in not allowing it.
"You... shut your mouth!" Huang struggled to maintain her composure under Sister Yun's scornful remarks. She swallowed down the bitterness rising in her throat and snapped, "You have no right to comment on matters of the Chen Residence. Are you going to hand her over or not?" Damn it, why was this woman so difficult? Wasn't it easy last time to take someone away?
Some people were simply forgetful; did she not remember that last time there had been an arrogant Young Marquis involved, which made things go a bit smoother? But this time, Qing Luan had no intention of playing along with her; it would be a miracle if things went smoothly.
"Hand over whom?" Sister Yun's expression was one of utmost innocence, as if she were genuinely confused.
"Hand over Chen Qingluan, the Fourth Miss of the Chen Family!" Huang shouted through gritted teeth, vowing in her heart that if her father truly managed to seize Jade Pavilion, she would make this woman pay dearly for her grievances.
"There is no Chen Qingluan here; you've got the wrong place," Sister Yun replied, infuriatingly nonchalant.
Little Luo and the girl beside her stifled their laughter, their admiration for Sister Yun growing by leaps and bounds.
"Boss Yun," Huang threatened coldly, "I’ve been polite because I’m giving you face. If my master arrives, don’t blame me for being ruthless!" Her mind raced with various torturous methods.
"You’re so heartless towards your own daughter; if you show me too much kindness, others might misunderstand," Sister Yun pouted playfully and even winked at Huang, adding a seductive charm that left onlookers dumbfounded.
"You..." With a soft "pfft," Huang finally couldn't hold it in any longer and spat out blood. His expression grew weak as Gui Mama rushed forward to support him, helping him sit down on a chair, unable to move.
"Oh dear," Sister Yun exclaimed, slapping her thigh as she saw the scene unfold. "What happened? Madam Chen, you look quite ill; you're even spitting blood!" Her tone was far from comforting, almost comical instead.
"How can you speak so carelessly when my lady is in this state?" Gui Mama looked at her mistress with deep concern and felt even more resentment towards the one who was adding fuel to the fire.
"I wouldn't dare," Sister Yun replied obediently, then narrowed her eyes and said, "It's just that your lady is spitting blood. Who knows if it's poisonous or not? I'm running a business here, and if anything unsavory happens, will you take responsibility for my losses?" It seemed that even a small maid could be so arrogant; it truly reflected the saying that a dog is raised by its master.
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