Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
“Who are you?” Qiao Mu swung one leg over the other, and her eyes turned frostier as she stared at the woman.
These people were extrely interesting. They did not look like idiots, but why were they so unversed in social skills? It was true that there were so many boxes placed in front of her house that it elicited envy from people, but this act of stealing from under her nose, wasn’t their manner too unsightly?
Robbers should not be so arrogant, right?
Moreover, who told them it was that easy to steal sothing that was now her possession? Earlier, so many extrely vicious and wicked people wanted to steal the Heart of Paradise from her, but no one ended up well. Yet this weak and feeble mother and daughter duo wanted to imitate them and steal from her? Shouldn’t they get a bowl of water and take a look at themselves to see if they were fit to do so?
Madam née Li looked at Qiao Mu with embarrassnt. She did not expect this child to really not recognize her. “You... you speak too harshly, child. Based on our position in the family hierarchy, I am your Second Aunt.”
As she said this, an awkward smile crawled on her face, and she pulled up the angry and whining Qiao Yingchun. She then coughed dryly before saying, “This is your Sister Yingchun. Didn’t you et her when you were young? Perhaps you were too young then, so you’ve forgotten. We are all relatives of your family! Where’s your father and mother? Let them co out.”
So much satin, cloth, and jewelry, shouldn’t they at least divide a portion for her daughter and her? They are all family and are also such close neighbors, it would be unjustified if they don’t give them so, right? As Madam née Li pondered over this, she concealed her fury before putting on an artificial smile. She also gently squeezed her daughter’s palm so that she would pay attention and hide her anger.
However, how could Qiao Yingchun repress her rage? She had never been this wronged in her life! Her unsightly posture on the ground after being kicked by Qiao Mu—she was unwilling to recall it.
How could she snuff out the fury in her heart after having so many onlooking villagers witness her disgraceful situation?
“Mother!” Qiao Yingchun tugged on her mother’s elbow and furiously glared at Qiao Mu. “Why are you polite toward her? Just transport the goods away, why would you need to waste your words on her?”
Qiao Mu chuckled in amusent, her eyes sweeping toward the dumbstruck workers. “What are you still waiting for? Hurry and carry my boxes into the courtyard. Are you waiting for them to steal it in front of you?”
“Yes.” The leading worker waved his hand. “Move.”
The group of people sward forward as they carried box after box of superior-quality satin into Qiao Mu’s ho.
A poisonous glint shot out of Qiao Yingchun’s eyes. With courage summoned from who knows where, she actually rushed toward a worker and seized a box, wrestling it back and forth with him. “Let go! Let go, you! Where are you carrying my clothes? Let go now!”
The worker was exceptionally embarrassed, his eyes drifting toward Qiao Mu and crying for help. “Little Miss.”
“Why are you so polite towards bandits?” Qiao Mu smiled and flicked her hand. “Simply evict her with brute force.”
“Okay.” With Qiao Mu’s approval, the workers did not hesitate any longer nor did they hold back. They simply rolled up their sleeves and forcefully jostled them back upon seeing the mother and daughter madly running forward to grab the boxes.
Both mother and daughter were normal people, so how could they win against these burly n? Madam née Li’s head even slamd against a tree, and she started screeching when she touched the blood that dripped down from her forehead.
Qiao Yingchun also fell onto the ground in a rugged state. She clutched her leg and started loudly bawling, “Soone died! Soone died!”
Madam née Li also echoed while wailing like a ghost, “Qiao Family’s Miss killed soone! She killed soone!”
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