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"Ha ha, since no one has married yet, it's wise to protect the little sister-in-law," Qing Luan remarked as she observed the farce, exposing Lin Ya's intentions. If she hadn't intervened earlier, Zhuang Youlan would have struck Qin'er. It was easy to guess her motives; she simply wanted to humiliate her. Ha ha, little did she know who would end up humiliated.
Lin Ya's face flushed with embarrassment at being called out so directly. She timidly glanced at Zhuang Jianming, standing aside with a flushed face and feigning innocence.
"You... don't talk nonsense. It was your maid who hit Sister Zhuang; we all saw it," she said, trying to divert the topic by feigning anger.
"If she hadn't provoked her, would she have been hit? She deserved it!" Qing Luan scoffed, casting a disdainful glance at the pouting Zhuang Youlan. Then, narrowing her eyes at the blushing Qin'er, she added, "Good dogs don't block the way; everyone step aside!" These people were just looking for trouble; she had better things to do.
"Miss Zhu," Zhuang Jianming finally snapped back to reality and frowned in discontent. "Why must your words be so sharp?"
Only when he spoke did Qing Luan give him a glance, finding his appearance acceptable but discontented with his words. "Sister Yun, let's go!"
Zhuang Jianming was taken aback that she couldn't even be bothered to speak properly to him.
"Ha, Brother Zhuang, she's embarrassed to see you since you've cast her aside," Lin Ya mocked without learning her lesson.
"Hmph, I would be embarrassed to let someone like her into my Dealer's door. Brother, you've done a good deed!" Zhuang Youlan's words dripped with sarcasm as her anger flared. Her brother's gaze was fixated on Zhu Qingluan; he didn't even care that she had been hit. She couldn't let Zhu Qingluan have any chance of entering their home.
Qing Luan paused in her steps after hearing their remarks and lightly said, "Sister Yun, you didn't hit hard enough."
Sister Yun immediately narrowed her eyes at them and began to step closer...
"What are you going to do?" Zhuang Youlan shrank back in fear, hiding behind Zhuang Jianming. Lin Ya also looked terrified but didn't hide behind him; she merely took a few steps back.
"Miss Zhu, that's enough," Zhuang Jianming said, his eyes flashing with dissatisfaction and his tone laced with restraint.
"What do you mean by 'enough'?" Qing Luan turned back to glare at him mockingly. "Are you showing me restraint?"
"I'm speaking the truth," Zhuang Youlan stubbornly replied.
"Ha, this is just enough," Qing Luan scoffed disdainfully, not looking back as she climbed into the sedan chair.
"Damn it, looking all prim and proper, yet you have a heart of a wolf and lungs of a dog?" Sister Yun's tone was gentle, but her eyes were sharp as she mocked. "You say my lady should know when to stop; why don’t you talk about your brainless sister? What do you mean by 'divorce'? Just a verbal engagement, and if you don't want it, so be it. To think of divorce—how ridiculous! My lady should thank you; if she really married you, her life would be ruined!"
"You... outrageous," Zhuang Jianming's face turned red from embarrassment. He felt awkward as the onlookers murmured among themselves, making him uncomfortable.
"I'm outrageous?" Sister Yun pointed at herself with a charming smile, tauntingly saying, "You publicly humiliate my lady, and that’s not outrageous? A fifteen-year-old girl—what do you want from her? To drive her to death? Is that what you deserve?" If it were any other girl being humiliated like this in public, she would have already taken her own life; only my lady could remain so indifferent.
"It’s been five years since this happened; bringing it up again is truly excessive!" Someone couldn’t stand it anymore and whispered in complaint.
"Yes, look at these young ladies; they must be unable to stand seeing someone better than them, so they resort to all kinds of humiliation. How shameless!" Another voice rose in protest, rolling their eyes at the Dealer siblings and spitting in disdain.
Lin Ya and Zhuang Youlan were frightened by the angry crowd and pulled at Zhuang Jianming's hand, wanting to leave, but they were surrounded and scolded.
"Sister Yun, let’s go," Qing Luan said softly from inside the sedan chair.
"Yes, lift the sedan," Sister Yun instructed the bearers and then shot a meaningful glance at the Dealer siblings before leaving with a smile.
"Zhu Qingluan," Lin Ya gritted her teeth in hatred but felt powerless; all she could do was endure the scorn and humiliation from others.
"I want to kill her, kill her!" Zhuang Youlan returned home and smashed everything in sight in a fit of rage, screaming angrily.
"Lan'er, what happened?" Madam Zhuang rushed over after hearing the news. Seeing the shattered pieces on the floor, she frowned helplessly and instructed the maid to clean up. Then she looked at her daughter with concern and said, "If something's wrong, tell your mother. Don't take it out on yourself; you'll make yourself sick. Mother will worry!"
"Mother," Zhuang Youlan threw herself into her embrace, feeling wronged as she complained, "I was bullied and spat on in public; even my brother didn’t help me." She had never felt so humiliated before; today truly made her wish she could die.
"Who? Who dared to hit you?" Upon hearing that her usually pampered daughter had been bullied, Madam Zhuang screamed in question, feeling as if she had been pricked all over with needles.
“Zhu Qingluan is that wretched girl. I slapped her maid, and she actually had someone hit me. Mother, you must stand up for me,” she cried, her eyes swollen, completely unaware of any wrongdoing on her part.
“Zhu Qingluan?” Madam Zhuang was somewhat puzzled, but then she realized who it was. “Your brother has already discarded her. How shameless of her to come after us!”
Upon hearing this, Zhuang Youlan felt a surge of relief, knowing her mother also disliked Zhu Qingluan. However, fearing her brother might have different thoughts, she pouted and said, “Now that she has fallen to the status of a Merchant's Daughter, flaunting herself without restraint, who would still want her? Now that she sees how handsome brother is, she must be trying to climb up to our family. Mother, you cannot let her have her way; otherwise, I won’t be able to live!”
“My silly daughter, how could I ever let her through our door? Have you lost your mind from anger?” Madam Zhuang chuckled helplessly after poking her daughter’s forehead. Then she shifted her thoughts and said, “No, I must teach this wretch a lesson. She needs to know that the door to the Dealer will always be closed to her; she shouldn’t have any designs on your brother!”
“Okay, Mother, it hurts,” Zhuang Youlan pouted playfully after achieving her goal.
As for what was happening around her, Qing Luan was completely oblivious. She couldn’t care less about such trivial matters; all she wanted was to discuss with Lord Bai how to protect those witnesses...
Sure enough, after Prime Minister Huang's son died, he began to act recklessly and did not hide his intentions. He directly targeted Qing Luan—no, it was in the Princess Mansion where he attempted to take Qing Luan's life...
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