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Yu Suihuan was in a good mood as she strolled near Yang Qinghe's home. To her surprise, she ran into Xue Lan once again, which only confirmed how frequently Xue Lan visited the Yang family.
"Hey, do you have no shame? I told you Yang Qinghe isn't home, yet here you are!"
After feeling frustrated about the last encounter at Yu Suihuan's place, where she felt wronged, Xue Lan was looking for an outlet for her anger. She didn't expect to run into Yu Suihuan today.
"Who told you I came looking for Yang Qinghe? Besides, is this road owned by your family? Can’t we walk here? If I have no shame, does that mean you do?" Yu Suihuan retorted disdainfully, refusing to indulge Xue Lan's arrogant attitude.
"You… you dare call me a roadblock dog?" Xue Lan was so enraged that she lost her composure and raised her hand to slap Yu Suihuan.
But before she could land the hit, Yu Suihuan swiftly grabbed her arm and neutralized the force. Then, with a crisp sound, she delivered a clean slap to Xue Lan’s face.
Yang Qinghe happened to be passing by and immediately recognized Xue Lan, though she didn’t know the girl who had just slapped her. This girl looked delicate with slender arms and legs, yet she was surprisingly fierce in a confrontation. Moreover, she had just struck the daughter of the Military District Commander—what courage!
Yang Qinghe quickly averted her gaze and stealthily moved along the wall like a yellow croaker fish, hoping not to be seen. Everyone in the military compound knew that Xue Lan was spoiled and willful; it wasn’t surprising that Yang Qinghe felt a bit of satisfaction seeing her get slapped.
"How dare you hit me?" Xue Lan exclaimed, her eyes wide in disbelief. She had never been touched by anyone in her family growing up; how could this lowly woman dare to strike her—especially on the face?
"Dare? Why wouldn't I? Don’t believe me? Should I demonstrate again?" Yu Suihuan said with a swagger as she raised her arm again as if to slap.
"I should tell you that I am Yang Qinghe's fiancée! And let me warn you, stay away from him in the future. You’re just as annoying as your deadbeat cousin Yu Songyu!"
Upon hearing Yu Songyu's name, Yang Qinghe paused for a moment but didn’t linger on it.
After all, no matter how much Yang Qinghe liked her, that girl was already gone. The girl who came to find Yang Qinghe today must be a relative of Yu Songyu.
Yang Qinghe had just recovered from his injuries, and with the strained relationship at home, she truly didn't want him to face any more distress. It seemed that Xue Lan wasn't entirely useless; having her as a shield saved quite a bit of trouble.
With that thought, Yang Qinghe decided not to dwell on it further and answered the call from home.
Oh, Yang Qinghe really had poor taste, choosing an old woman as his fiancée. Tsk tsk tsk, what terrible judgment!
Yu Suihuan looked disdainful, casting a scornful glance up and down at Xue Lan.
Who are you calling an old woman? You're the old woman here! You, who resort to violence, are the real old woman! How shameless can you be to play the victim?
Infuriated by Yu Suihuan's gaze, Xue Lan's voice rose several octaves.
Hey everyone, come look! This person can't speak properly and is just shouting; what else could she be but an old woman?
Yu Suihuan spoke in a nonchalant tone, even sounding lazy, yet it still drew the attention of passersby who began to whisper and point.
Just wait for me!
Xue Lan had never endured such humiliation before. With her eyes reddening and holding back tears, she bit her lip and ran away.
Hmph, is that all the fighting spirit she has? She must be going home to find her parents!
Yu Suihuan scoffed and continued to inquire with passersby.
Excuse me, is this Yang Qinghe's house?
Yang Mother was in the yard picking vegetables when she saw a beautiful girl peeking her head through the door.
Ah, yes! Young lady, who are you?
Yang Mother placed the vegetables into a basket and stood up to greet her.
Hello, Auntie! I’m Zhiqing, the one who cut in line with Yang Qinghe!
Yu Suihuan handed over some snacks she had taken out from her space to Yang Mother’s hands and answered sweetly.
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