◎Eldest Miss Yang◎
Everyone knew that the Yang Family’s Eldest Miss was a madwoman.
Hua Man had known this since she was a child, so she had always kept her distance from the Yang Family. Even though her mother had been the family’s old nanny for decades and spent 360 days a year there, Hua Man rarely went there on her own initiative.
She had never imagined that right after graduation, she would be “invited” by the Yang Family to serve as a bodyguard for the Eldest Miss.
Yes, a bodyguard.
She had graduated from a prestigious university and hadn’t even had the chance to join her dream company when she became the Eldest Miss’s personal bodyguard.
Today was her first day on the job.
“Though the Eldest Miss has a bad temper, she’s kind-hearted at heart. You’re the same age, so you’ll surely have plenty to talk about and get along well.”
The Housekeeper chattered nonstop along the way.
Hua Man doubted her words, though. Everyone knew about the bad temper, but kind-hearted and easy to get along with? The Housekeeper probably didn’t even believe that herself.
Before coming, her mother had already told her about the Eldest Miss: arrogant and willful, with a bizarre temper. Servants and bodyguards came and went in batches, and she didn’t even have a single friend.
Someone like that would be easy to get along with? That line could only fool a three-year-old.
But Hua Man wasn’t foolish enough to call out the Housekeeper at a time like this. From the current situation, the Housekeeper was practically her half-boss.
“I know you’re a top graduate, little Man. It’s a waste for you to be a bodyguard, but the master and madam won’t mistreat you. Stay by the Eldest Miss’s side for a year, and they’ll arrange a position for you in the company. Your future will be limitless then.”
The Yang Corporation was one of the top companies in the nation. Though she had graduated from a prestigious school, her grades weren’t outstanding. She had applied to the Yang Corporation before, but the competition was too fierce, and she hadn’t made it.
Then, out of the blue, the Yang Family came to her with a promise: serve by the Eldest Miss’s side for a full year, and she could join the company directly. It was all in black and white; they had even signed a contract.
Without that big carrot dangling—and with the high salary, plus her need for money—she never would have swallowed her pride to take a bodyguard job.
“The Eldest Miss is fickle and always acts on whims. The madam trusts you, which is why she picked you out of thousands. You’re the one to stay by her side.” Here, the Housekeeper stopped and turned back with a meaningful look at Hua Man. “Little Man, the madam has high hopes for you.”
Hua Man’s eyes flickered slightly as she smiled on her face. “I’ll work hard and won’t disappoint the madam.”
No sooner had she spoken than Hua Man keenly sensed the Housekeeper’s slight dissatisfaction. But since the woman said nothing more, Hua Man didn’t ask. She just made a mental note: this bodyguard job seemed anything but simple.
The Yang Family estate was ridiculously huge. After winding around for what felt like forever, just as Hua Man thought she might get dizzy, the Housekeeper finally stopped.
“The Eldest Miss is at the archery range. Go in on your own, little Man.” The Housekeeper turned with a smile. “Be sharp when you meet her. Don’t make her angry.”
Catching the fear in her eyes, Hua Man suppressed her thoughts and smiled back. “Got it.”
The Housekeeper walked away quickly, as if a flood or ferocious beast chased her. Hua Man watched her go for a moment, took a deep breath, and headed inside.
The area was vast—an outdoor shooting range.
There was hardly anyone around, and it was eerily quiet, yet not entirely silent. The terrified sobs of a woman rang out clearly.
When she saw the scene, Hua Man’s pupils contracted sharply.
A woman in servant’s clothes stood trembling before the target, legs shaking, face streaked with tears, an apple precariously balanced on her head. She was clearly being used as a human target.
“What are you shaking for?”
The woman’s amused voice snapped Hua Man back to attention. In moments, sweat beaded in her palms. She clenched her fists instinctively and looked to the other side.
The legendary Eldest Miss stood in the sunlight, wearing a tight white tank top that accentuated her beautiful curves. A quiver hung at her waist, and under her white baseball cap was an excessively beautiful face.
Her skin was creamy white with a faint pink glow. The sunlight seemed to gild her with a halo, making her look like an angel—yet her words chilled the heart:
“Still shaking? If the arrow goes astray later, don’t blame me.”
Even then, her voice carried a laugh, as if she was in a good mood.
Hua Man steadied herself and spoke up before the other could loose her arrow. “Eldest Miss.”
The woman’s slender arm paused mid-draw, and Yang Zhao narrowed her eyes slightly. She turned toward the voice.
The figure was backlit, but her silhouette was tall and graceful, with an outstanding aura. Most importantly, her voice was pleasant.
A spark of interest ignited inexplicably. She lowered her bow and jerked her chin toward the voice. “Come here.”
The woman approached as told, and only then did Yang Zhao get a clear look. She wasn’t disappointed. The newcomer had striking features, no makeup, just a low ponytail, and simple clothes.
But… there was an indescribable charm about her.
“Who are you?” Her gaze bored straight into the other.
“I’m the new bodyguard.” Here, Hua Man paused slightly. For a bodyguard introduction, did she need to give her name?
Lacking experience, her mind blanked for a few seconds. In that short time, the Eldest Miss before her burst into laughter.
“Bodyguard?”
With that, Yang Zhao raised her bow and lightly lifted the other’s chin with it, appraising her face. She curved her lips. “Am I protecting you, or are you protecting me?”
The gesture was far too frivolous. Hua Man’s reflexes outpaced her thoughts; before she knew it, her face had hardened, and she gripped the cold bow, yanking it away instinctively.
The sudden snatch made the Eldest Miss stumble forward two steps.
The undisguised surprise on Yang Eldest Miss’s face brought Hua Man back to her senses.
Her body went rigid. She couldn’t drop the bow or keep holding it.
The Housekeeper had just warned her not to anger the Eldest Miss, and she seemed to have already messed up.
In a flash, she reacted, raising both hands as if presenting a decree and offering the bow back to Yang Zhao with utmost respect. “I have plenty of strength. I can fully protect you.”
No trace remained of her earlier sullen, insolent demeanor.
Yang Zhao laughed but didn’t take the bow. She just gazed at her with a smile. “Do you know archery?”
What did that mean?
Hua Man hesitated, then shook her head. “No.”
“No problem if you don’t.” Yang Zhao shrugged it off, drew another arrow from her quiver, and handed it over. “Give it a try.”
She glanced at the servant still holding the apple, a half-smile on her face. “No matter if you hit or miss, her salary will be multiplied by ten.”
At those words, the woman’s sobs halted.
Hua Man’s breath caught uncontrollably.
The Yang Family already paid generously; ten times that was how many zeros?
But after a few seconds of silence, she still refused to take the arrow, insisting on handing the bow back. “Eldest Miss, I really don’t know how.”
Even if she did, she wouldn’t do something so unethical.
Hitting the apple would be one thing, but missing could cost a life.
With that in mind, she subtly pressed her lips together.
She had only known the Eldest Miss to be unpredictable and ill-tempered. She hadn’t realized she treated human life so lightly. It was truly distasteful.
What a waste of a face as beautiful as a celestial fairy.
The bigger problem was that her defiance might anger the other.
“Fine.”
Unexpectedly, Yang Eldest Miss didn’t insist and took the bow from her hands.
In the motion, their fingertips brushed lightly.
Almost instantly, Hua Man pulled her hand back and quickly glanced up at the other.
It was probably an accidental touch; the Eldest Miss seemed unconcerned, her face showing no particular expression. But Hua Man felt like her mood had improved.
The Eldest Miss tossed the bow to a nearby servant, then sprawled casually onto a chair. She propped her long legs up on the table and jerked her chin. “Come here.”
Hua Man started to step forward on instinct, but the next moment, she saw the apple-holding woman stumble toward the Eldest Miss.
She immediately retracted her foot and blended into the background like a wall.
Yet her gaze kept drifting uncontrollably back to the other.
There wasn’t a single unrefined part about this Eldest Miss.
“Eldest Miss, I was wrong!”
The woman’s tearful cry pulled Hua Man’s attention back. She looked over to see the woman kneeling before the Eldest Miss, face drenched in tears.
But the Eldest Miss showed no softening. She idly toyed with the Long Whip on the table and said carelessly, “Where did you go wrong? I’m arrogant and brainless, sure, but even I know water flows to low places and people climb high. I get that much.”
The woman trembled even harder at her words.
“I really was wrong, Eldest Miss. I won’t dare again.”
Crack!* The whip still landed on the woman.
She let out a miserable scream, clutching the struck spot as she shuddered, but she didn’t dare dodge.
Yang Eldest Miss hadn’t held back; the clothing tore where it hit, and blood slowly seeped through, staining it red.
Hua Man clenched her fists tightly, restraining herself.
She was new here. The fact that the Eldest Miss hadn’t blamed her already was a blessing. Stepping in now would do her no favors—it would likely provoke resentment and disgust.
That would make her job even harder going forward. It wasn’t worth the moral tug-of-war against her career ambitions. She furrowed her brows in conflict.
Fortunately, the Eldest Miss stopped after just three lashes.
“I’m the type who hates betrayal most. Since you like that bitch Zhao Yang so much, go follow her from now on.”
At that, Hua Man’s eyes flickered.
She had thought the Eldest Miss was just throwing a tantrum, but now it sounded like there was a story behind it.
Zhao Yang… Zhao Yang…
Which Zhao, which Yang?
If she remembered right, the Eldest Miss was named Yang Zhao?
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