"Miss, our young lady just woke up. She's still very weak, so she's resting now. It is really inconvenient for her to meet guests at this time, please come back later." Lu Zhu voiced out loudly.
Then a sharp and arrogant voice yelled. "A silly house maid, you dare to stop this lady? Do you want me to beat you to death? Are you telling me to go away?"
Pwaah! From that sound, it was obvious that Lu Zhu had been slapped.
Yang Yiting couldn't help frowning, and a wave of disgust rose in her heart for good reason. Yang Ruo, the second daughter of Yang Jiang, and the first daughter from her mother's Wu family, relied on the love of Yang Jiang and the Wu Cui Shi family to flourish. She was arrogant, self-centred, and a typical stubborn daughter.
The original owner of her body secretly did not know how much she suffered during her lifetime, only because of the original owner's weak perception and deceptive temperament. She could only dare to be angry but dared not speak every time.
Yang Yiting put down the porridge bowl and motioned to Miss Xu to let Yang Ruo in.
Miss Xu took out a gauze and tied it carefully on Yang Yiting's face to cover the scars on her face, and then raised her voice. "Lu Zhu, let the second lady come in."
Yang Ruo snorted coldly, walked into the house pretentiously, smelled the odour of medicine, took out a veil and fanned herself vigorously. Then she said in a sharp voice. "Oh, big sister, you're really blessed. I know you can't die in such a big fire. You even woke up so soon. You're really blessed!"
This was too much for Lu Zhu. She could no longer calm down, and was about to come forward to tell Yang Ruo her mind, but was held back by Miss Xu. The old maid shook her head silently to signal her to refrain from whatever she planned to do before moving to Yang Yiting's side, standing nearby to protect her position.
Yang Yiting glanced at Yang Ruo faintly. At the age of fifteen or sixteen, wearing a beautiful pink garment and skirt, her hair was shining from ointments, and her body was jeweled. She had bright eyes and white teeth.
She was simply pretty and gorgeous, but she had her head and chest high up, showing how obvious it was that she was a spoiled daughter.
Yang Yiting searched her new memory and found that the cowardly original owner suffered a lot from this lady's hand, to the extent that every time she heard her voice, she would become frightened.
Thinking of this, she raised her eyes and glanced at Yang Ruo coldly. Yang Ruo looked at Yang Yiting, who was under the veil, and gravely glanced at her for a moment. *Was this still the same Yang Yiting who would panic and tremble whenever she saw her?*
Yang Yiting told herself not to be angry with a little girl like this, so she leisurely sat on the bed while eating porridge, and said: "As you can see, I can't die. Now that you've seen me, you can leave. The doctor said I need to rest."
"Yiting, I came to see you in good faith, but you're driving me away. I really don't know what's wrong with you!" Yang Ruo said angrily before continuing. "I heard that you were disfigured, so I came here to take a good look at you, to sympathize with you."
While she talked, she looked at Yang Yiting's veiled face with a gloating expression on her face.
Yang Yiting just frowned, but still ignored her. For people like Yang Ruo, she thought she didn't need to give them a good face, and reasons for them to taunt her.
Yang Ruo became more angry when she saw that she was completely ignored. If Yang Yiting was still cowering as before, maybe she would not be so angry, but today's Yang Yiting was too different from what she imagined.
The first lady of the Yang family was bold enough to make her flustered. So she stepped forward, rushed to the bed, and stretched out her hand to tear off the scarf on Yang Yiting's face.
Yang Yiting sighed secretly, knowing that this girl was really troublesome, and she couldn't drive her away. Was this girl really determined to embarrass her today again?
Seeing Yang Ruo shot her hand towards her, Yang Yiting instinctively raised her right hand and firmly grasped Yang Ruo's wrist.
Yang Ruo, who was suddenly grabbed by her wrist, staggered under her feet, and fell on the edge of the bed.
Yang Yiting quickly pulled a gold hairpin from her head, pressed it against the girl's face, and said coldly. "Sister, if you move, and my hand shakes, what do you think will happen?"
When the cold hairpin touched her face, Yang Ruo became frightened in an instant. With a lack of breath, she said in panic. "You...you are bold. Let me go!"
Yang Yiting raised her eyebrows and smiled, but she didn't move her hand at all, and confronted her sister calmly. She had learned grappling in her former world, and her hand combat effectiveness is pretty good in situations like this.
Yang Ruo almost vomited blood. She had never suffered so much in Yang Yiting's hands before. Her sister was the one who used to shed tears in front of her. She glared angrily, and shouted fiercely at the two maids who were at a loss themselves behind her. "You two mean maids, can't you help?!"
Since Yang Yiting's actions were too quick just now, and the two maids who were used to seeing her so weak, were really shocked for a while.
At this time, they heard Yang Ruo's cry, and they wanted to move forward and pull Yang Yiting away, but stopped. Why should they even help the second lady? Yang Yiting was the one who firmly protected them all this while, especially from the second lady, so the two maids decided not to get involved for a while.
Lu Zhu and Miss Xu were fed up with Yang Ruo's anger on them everyday of the week. It was a rare occasion for them to raise their eyebrows today, and they were naturally happy.
Although they were also confused in their hearts, today's Yang family's first daughter was different from the past. So calm, indifferent, and decisive. Very different from her usual self.
But no matter what the young lady became, she would always be their young mistress. The person they must desperately protect.
Yang Ruo stared at Yang Yiting angrily, a pair of beautiful amber eyes almost bursting into flames.
Yang Yiting looked at Yang Ruo condescendingly, and said faintly. "Second sister, I am in low spirits today, if you don't leave, and my hands can become weak, then don't blame me for marking your face. You don't want your face to be like mine, do you?"
Although Yang Ruo was arrogant and domineering, she was not a fool at all. Compared with being humiliated, of course her own face was more important. She could only hold back her anger, and leave with an unwilling face, secretly thinking that no matter what, she would have to make a clear plan with Yang Yiting.
Yang Yiting leaned on the bedside again to breathe. Sure enough, this body was still too weak, otherwise with her original physique, how could she feel tired like this?
Lu Zhu and Miss Xu also breathed a sigh of relief. They were now looking at Yang Yiting with a different eye to before.
Lu Zhu was even more excited. The young lady was so powerful today that she dared to confront Yang Ruo face-to-face, and she still didn't suffer for it. She concluded that, in the future, she could finally stop being angry with those people that have wronged them in the past.
Whereas, Miss Xu was more gratified. After experiencing a big fire and coming out alive, the young lady had become stronger. Miss Yang Su was truly alive in the heavens. She must bless her daughter with no more hardships from today, only peace and joy.
To deal with a savage and willful lady like Yang Ruo, Yang Yiting knew that she must, figuratively, cut with the knife quickly and accurately, as if she was dissecting a corpse. She continued to think in her mind while she ate her unfinished bowl of porridge.
After finishing her food, she decided to take advantage of her renewed energy, and walked to the yard outside to have a look.
Then, someone came again.