Chapter 61


    Right at that moment, the Yun manor’s doors opened after being shut for so long. The person who


    walked out was a fashionably dressed, but arrogant-looking woman wearing a Chanel jacket and


    heels. She was about thirty years old or so, but her figure and appearance made her look no older


    than an eighteen- or neen-year-old teenager. However, her slender eyes were filled with a


    harsh, demanding aura that intimidated all who saw her. She was even nked by seven or eight


    bodyguards dressed in ck and holding umbres, shielding her from even a single drop of rain in


    the heaviest storm.


    Yun Muqing and Mrs. Zhao’s expressions darkened the moment they saw this woman—Yun


    Xiaoyue, eldest daughter of the Yun family’s eldest son, firstborn female heir of the family and sworn


    rival of Yun Muqing.


    “What a touching disy of the bond between mistress and servant.” Yun Xiaoyue’s lips curled in a


    sneer while her sharp gaze swept across Mrs. Zhao. Her voice dropped several degrees colder


    than the wind itself as she said, “Mrs. Zhao, you dare disobey the Yun family orders and privately


    meet this cheap woman alone? You dare challenge the rules of our family? Are you courting


    death?” The few bodyguards behind her also stood up straighter, ready to act the moment


    something unfavorable happened.


    Mrs. Zhao’s expression fell and she became a nervous, begging wreck. “Miss, I-I couldn’t bear to


    see her standing in the rain. Even if the Master wouldn’t see her, she’s still a Yun after all. I couldn’t


    watch her get a cold in this rain, could I?”


    Yun Xiaoyue raised an eyebrow and yelled with disapproval, “How nosy of you. Would I, the master,


    need you, the servant, to tell me what to do? p her.” A bodyguard immediately rushed forward,


    giving Mrs. Zhao two resounding smacks on her face. The old woman couldn’t possibly take this


    punishment, so she fell into the mud with a cry and got stained all over; it was a humiliating sight.


    Yun Muqing was shocked and quickly rushed to help her up, “Are you alright, Mrs. Zhao?”


    Yun Xiaoyue felt immensely satisfied by the scene before her and yed with her newly manicured


    nails while she said, in an arrogant and dismissive tone, “A servant should have the awareness of


    one. Who are you to y guessing games with your master’s thoughts? Insolent thing.”


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    Yun Muqing was instantly enraged, ring at Yun Xiaoyue with her almond eyes. “Sis, Mrs. Zhao


    watched us grow up and she’s technically our elder. How could you do this to her? Have you no


    conscience?”


    Yun Xiaoyue raised an eyebrow again. “What, you’re interfering in my efforts to educate a servant of


    the Yun family now? What rights does a disowned sl*t have to stick her nose into the family’s


    business?”


    Yun Muqing bit her lip, feeling pitiful and disappointed. When she helped Mrs. Zhao up, she said


    coldly, “You can bully me all you want, but I will not tolerate you bullying Mrs. Zhao when she’s


    served Grandpa for twenty years. When I see Grandpa, I’m going to tell him about this and see how


    you deal with it.”


    In the face of Yun Muqing’s threat, not only did Yun Xiaoyue not show any fear, she started


    chuckling shamelessly as she retorted, “Oh, Yun Muqing. Did you really think you’d get to see


    Grandpa? I’ll be honest, he doesn’t even know you’re here. Even if you stood here till the crack of


    dawn or even your death, he’d have no idea. That’s right, I kept it from him.”


    Yun Xiaoyue savored the expression on Yun Muqing’s face, which looked like she’d been


    thunderstruck, then continued, “In fact, Grandpa was also unaware that you foolishly knelt in front of


    the manor after being disowned five years ago. Because I kept that from him too. Now you know


    why no one even looked at you, even though there’s at least a hundred of us here, because they


    never found out about it!” On this stormy night, Yun Xiaoyue’s maniacalugh made her seem like a


    demon of the night.


    Yun Muqing bit her lip, her whole body was shaking as she stared at the woman with disbelief. “Yun


    Xiaoyue, I’ve never done anything to offend you, and I’ve never done anything wrong. But why have


    you been going against me over and over since we were children? Why? why?!”