Because she was loyal and vicious enough.
Lu Yi dealt a swift kick at Mei Zhi's stomach just before her hand could reach Yan Huan's face.
Bam! Mei Zhi flew out of the door. She began howling with her hands on her stomach.
"Are you alright?" asked Lu Yi, pulling Yan Huan towards him. With a sullen look, he checked her face and arm to make sure they were fine.
Yan Huan shook her head and pouted piteously.
"She tried to hit me."
"Then she shall scram," said Lu Yi. He would not have such a servant in his house. To him, Mei Zhi was nothing but a servant who dared raise her hand against her employer.
Who did she think she was?
He didn't think for a second that Yan Huan was the one who started it. Not like it mattered anyway, because, to him, Yan Huan was never wrong.
