Chapter 1428 - 1427: These Damn Bitches!

Chapter 1428: Chapter 1427: These Damn Bitches!

The Eldest Young Master carrying the Young Madam back undoubtedly became a scenic sight for the Li Family, with everyone craning their necks to watch, eager to get a closer look.

Liu Meifei stood at the door, her face already pale as she felt the colorful gazes of the many servants all fall upon her, as if mocking her for overestimating herself.

She couldn’t help but clench her fist, knowing all too well that this group looked down on her and secretly cursed her for trying to climb up the social ladder.

These lowlifes, these damned lowlifes!

Sooner or later, she would stand at the top, never giving them any chance to look down on her.

Liu Meifei was so angry that she could almost spit blood, yet no one cared for her feelings; the servants were all busy inside and out, attending to the sleeping Young Madam or clearing the way and opening doors for Young Master Li Yan, removing any obstacles.

...

On the leather sofa.

Gong Qingwan was half-reclining on it, wearing a light blue long dress that looked particularly airy. She stretched out her fair little hand, and next to her, Chu Xiran was humbly painting her nails.

A few days ago, their relationship had been very strained.

No matter how Chu Xiran lowered herself, apologized, and expressed guilt, there was no sign of forgiveness from Gong Qingwan.

Until yesterday...

Their atmosphere finally eased a bit, with Gong Qingwan even inviting her over for dinner at home.

Chu Xiran was overjoyed, behaving well all day long, as if being able to earn her aunt’s forgiveness made any effort worthwhile for her.

Gong Qingwan lazily leaned back on the sofa, her red lips curving up as she said, "Just asleep, yet it’s worth the Eldest Young Master making such a fuss. It seems he truly dotes on his wife to the bone."

Chu Xiran’s wrist stiffened, her nail polish application faltering, neither up nor down.

However, she reacted quickly, extending her other hand to hold Gong Qingwan’s nail, seemingly inspecting it for missed spots.

The servant Zhou Hongxiu agreed, saying, "Isn’t that right, Madam, you wouldn’t know, but just now at the door, the Eldest Young Master had a terrible expression simply because of Doctor Liu’s few words, and because she wore the Young Madam’s slippers. You see, Doctor Liu does bring this on herself..."

Knowing fully well that the Young Madam is the apple of the Eldest Young Master’s eye, she repeatedly throws herself into the fray, courting humiliation, it’s truly meaningless.

Gong Qingwan couldn’t help but criticize, extending her other painted hand to flip it slightly, saying, "In this world, there are too many who don’t understand, thinking themselves chosen ones, yet unknowingly are no different from ants."

Zhou Hongxiu agreed, saying, "Yes, yes, Madam, you are right."

Gong Qingwan didn’t pay attention to her flattery but glanced at Chu Xiran, saying, "Xiran, how do you feel?"

A simple question, how do you feel.

These few words precisely grasped Chu Xiran’s lifeline, making it impossible for her to answer correctly either way.

Chu Xiran lowered her eyelids slightly, continuing to apply nail polish, saying, "As Aunt feels, I feel the same."

Gong Qingwan laughed again, saying, "What you said wasn’t honest. Usually, your spirit is the strongest, yet now you seem timid. Isn’t it because I hit you last time that you bear a grudge against Aunt?"

How could she not bear a grudge?

Chu Xiran never forgot that vicious slap and the ruthless words of Gong Qingwan that she vividly remembered to this day.

Those bone-chilling words constantly reminded her of her position, and she dared not overstep.

They also forced her to realize more clearly that she was merely a plaything of Gong Qingwan, something to be toyed with in the palm...