Yang Zhao’s gaze shifted away from the wound. She lifted her eyes and looked quietly at Hua Man. “Hua Man, you…”
Before she finished speaking, she fell silent again.
As if realizing something, she lowered her head once more, examined the wound for a moment, then lifted her eyes to Hua Man again.
Her deep black eyes fixed on Hua Man for several seconds. She released Hua Man’s hand, and a hint of coldness appeared on her face.
The doctor hurried in. Yang Zhao instructed coldly, “Treat it properly for her. If it leaves a scar later, get out of the Yang Family.”
With that, she turned to Hua Man. “Don’t appear in front of me for the next few days. I don’t want to see you.”
Hua Man froze.
Yang Zhao left quickly, vanishing from the hall before she could react.
The family doctor was drenched in sweat and spoke cautiously. “Miss Hua, please sit down first. Let me take a look at your injury.”
Hua Man pressed her lips together. “Okay.”
She picked up the bag from the floor and sat down.
Her mind wandered.
She wasn’t sure if this step counted as a success. Because of the injury, Yang Zhao’s attention had indeed shifted, and she no longer pursued the matter of her being late.
But Yang Zhao seemed very angry.
Hua Man even felt that the wound made Yang Zhao angrier than her tardiness.
Hua Man suddenly recalled what Yang Zhao had said before—that every part of her body belonged to Yang Zhao, and not even she herself could mistreat what belonged to her.
“All done.” The doctor stood up. “Miss Hua, remember not to let the wound get wet. I’ll come check and reapply medicine every day. Don’t worry, I definitely won’t let it scar.”
“Thank you.” Hua Man thanked her.
After the doctor left, she sat in the hall for a while until someone asked softly, “Miss Hua, should I prepare a meal for you?”
Hua Man hesitated.
Yang Zhao had stormed off in anger without saying anything about how to deal with her or mentioning dinner.
“No need.”
This was the inconvenience of being a mistress. When the benefactor was angry, even dinner was uncertain.
But skipping one meal wouldn’t kill her. Back when she worked part-time jobs to make ends meet, skipping one or two meals was common.
She stood up and headed to her room.
She should be grateful that Yang Zhao had assigned her a room at the beginning. Otherwise, in a situation like this, she wouldn’t even know where to sleep.
Her room was right next to Yang Zhao’s. As she passed by, Hua Man instinctively slowed her steps.
It was very quiet inside. The room was too large, and with just a glance, she couldn’t see what Yang Zhao was doing.
She returned to her room.
Truth be told, after getting used to being by Yang Zhao’s side, having this much alone time suddenly felt a bit uncomfortable.
The room was eerily quiet.
After sitting for a moment, she opened the wardrobe to get clothes for a shower.
The doors swung open to reveal rows of clothes—more than last time. Yang Zhao must have had someone add more while she was away.
The clothes were nice, but not all suited her.
Her gaze lingered on the colorful, flashy ones, and Hua Man let out a soft sigh.
Hua Man thought Yang Zhao would return to normal the next day, but for the next few days, Yang Zhao remained especially cold toward her.
She didn’t even need to follow along.
A mistress who lost her benefactor’s favor was destined to be slighted by others.
Especially since she had just offended a petty person.
Watching Yang Zhao’s car slowly drive away, Hua Man stood by the window, her heart a mix of emotions.
She lowered her eyes. The doctor had treated her wound well—it was already scabbing over on the back of her hand, and she’d even given her scar-removal ointment. Though unspoken, it was clearly Yang Zhao’s order.
Yang Zhao really cared about scars on her body.
Last time, when Yang Zhao discovered the scar on her knee, she had been very concerned and dissatisfied, saying she would find the best ointment to remove it completely.
Bang bang bang—
A sudden pounding came from the door.
“Hua Man!” The housekeeper’s rude voice rang out.
Hua Man furrowed her brow. It had only been a few days, and she was already coming to cause trouble?
She stood still for a moment, waiting until the pounding eased, then leisurely went to open the door.
Outside, the housekeeper was panting from exhaustion.
“Are your ears deaf?!”
Ignoring her duties, Hua Man asked flatly, “What is it?”
“Madam wants you to come over.” The housekeeper sneered. “Hua Man, do you really think you’re something special? How dare you act so arrogant.”
“I heard that the eldest miss has lost interest in you these past few days. Still daring to be arrogant now?”
Hua Man’s expression didn’t change. She said calmly, “You only dare to pick on me at times like this. You’re not that capable anyway.”
The housekeeper choked. “You—!”
Hua Man continued, “I’m not going. Go ahead and pound on the door—smash it down if you want, as long as you can bear the consequences.”
With that, she slammed the door shut.
Did she have to go just because she was told to?
Qin Fangqin wasn’t the one paying her salary. Chen Yan wasn’t at the Yang Family, and even Hua Xi was under Yang Zhao’s management now. Why should she go?
Given Yang Zhao’s dislike for Qin Fangqin, getting involved even a little would surely anger her.
She wasn’t stupid enough to walk into the line of fire at a time like this.
The housekeeper clearly feared Yang Zhao too and didn’t dare pound anymore. She cursed a few times outside before storming off muttering.
Hua Man sat down at the table.
The housekeeper couldn’t do much to her here, but elsewhere, she still could.
At noon, a servant delivered the meal.
These past few days, since Yang Zhao didn’t want to see her, meals were sent to her room. The servant who brought it this time had shifty eyes and a panicked look on her face.
“Miss Hua, this is from the kitchen. Eat it while it’s hot.”
With that, the servant fled.
Such a reaction made it hard for Hua Man not to suspect.
A message from Xia Qing soon confirmed her guess.
[Upright College Girl Bows to Money Edition]: You didn’t eat the food that was sent, right?! I heard the housekeeper spat in it. So disgusting!
Hua Man: “…”
It was indeed disgusting.
Like a concubine fallen from the emperor’s favor in a harem, villains always came to kick her while she was down.
As a mistress, losing the benefactor’s favor was the original sin, and petty people were eager to trip her up.
Hua Man took a deep breath, realizing she couldn’t continue like this.
The relationship between mistress and benefactor was no different from employee and boss. She couldn’t expect the boss to back down first.
She shouldn’t stubborn it out with Yang Zhao—unless their relationship had changed and Yang Zhao truly cared for her.
From the current situation, Yang Zhao did like her, but it was only surface-level. It hadn’t entered Yang Zhao’s heart or affected her much.
This time, she had to be the one to yield.
But before that, she needed to deal with this food.
With that thought, she picked up the tray and headed out.
“Miss Hua!”
Xia Qing’s voice came from behind. Hua Man turned and saw Xia Qing running over, sweating profusely. Her eyes flickered. “What’s wrong?”
“Did you see my message?” Xia Qing panted as she spoke. She’d run all the way and was nearly collapsing. “You didn’t eat this food, right?”
“I saw the message and didn’t eat it.” A hint of apology appeared on Hua Man’s face. “Sorry, I forgot to reply.”
Xia Qing breathed a sigh of relief. “Good.”
She stepped forward, full of indignation. “These people are too much. Not only do they spread rumors about you, but they do this disgusting stuff too.”
“It’s just a little lovers’ quarrel and cold war, and they treat you like this. They really know how to kick you when you’re down.”
Xia Qing’s clear eyes burned with righteous anger. Seeing Hua Man holding the tray, she said immediately, “You can’t just dump this evidence. Keep it and show it to the eldest miss later so she can stand up for you.”
“It’s fine.” Hua Man said calmly. “You should head back. I’m okay.”
“Really okay?” Xia Qing eyed the innocuous-looking food, guessing, “You’re not going to confront the housekeeper, are you?”
“She won’t admit it. She might even bully you.” Xia Qing worried.
A trace of isolated coldness flashed in Hua Man’s amber eyes. “Not confronting.”
With that, she nodded faintly at Xia Qing. “I’m heading out first.”
Hua Man walked quickly. Xia Qing stood stunned for a few seconds, still uneasy, and secretly followed.
She thought Hua Man would go to the kitchen, but instead, Hua Man asked someone for directions and headed straight to where the housekeeper was.
If not confronting the housekeeper, then what?
Xia Qing grew anxious.
On the other side, seeing Hua Man approach, the housekeeper showed no fear. “What do you want?”
Hua Man set the food aside. “Housekeeper, have you eaten?”
The housekeeper snorted coldly. “What’s this? The food not to your taste? You’re picky—can’t even satisfy you with delicacies?”
“Speaking of which, you should thank me. If I hadn’t brought you in, could you have climbed into the eldest miss’s bed?”
The housekeeper knew how generous Yang Zhao was and burned with jealousy, her eyes nearly red. “You’ve made quite a bit of money off the eldest miss lately, haven’t you?”
Xia Qing, who arrived a step late, heard this and flushed with anger.
But Hua Man remained calm. She picked up the chopsticks, stirred the food, and looked at the hair and fly hidden inside. She raised her eyes. “Yes, come to think of it, I do owe the housekeeper thanks.”
Then, she did something no one expected.
Before anyone could react, she suddenly lifted the plate and smashed the entire dish into the housekeeper’s face.
Xia Qing’s eyes widened in disbelief.
For a moment, she almost thought it was Eldest Miss Yang.
How could Hua Man… do something so crazy?!
Actually, from the first time she met Hua Man at Qingshui Ting, she’d noticed her. Hua Man’s looks and aura had captivated her.
And back then, only Hua Man dared to stop the eldest miss. She thought she’d found a kindred spirit.
Where was that righteous Hua Man now??
Xia Qing felt like she was hallucinating.
Yang Corporation President’s Office—
“You’re in a bad mood?”
Watching Yang Zhao flip through files haphazardly, Yan Wei asked.
“No.” Yang Zhao tsked. “What is this crap these people handed in? It’s all headaches—wordy nonsense with no key points.”
Yan Wei sighed. “Who pissed you off?”
“I said no.” Yang Zhao shot her a cold glance. “Deaf?”
Yan Wei removed her glasses. “Who pissed you off? If you can’t handle it, I can.”
“Ridiculous.” Yang Zhao scoffed lightly. “When would I be unable to act?”
“If you can act, then why hide here throwing a tantrum?” Yan Wei mercilessly exposed her, then affirmed, “Your little mistress pissed you off.”
Guessed correctly, Yang Zhao tossed the file aside. “Who said I’m throwing a tantrum?”
“Aren’t you?” Yan Wei raised a brow. “Azhao, I barely recognize you. The Yang Zhao I know settles scores on the spot, doesn’t hide outside sulking alone.”
“I’m just too lazy to bother with her.”
Yang Zhao schooled her face.
“Too lazy?” Yan Wei poked without mercy. “Then why come sulk at my place?”
“This is my Yang Corporation. I come and go as I please.” Yang Zhao swept her with a cold look. “Mind your own business?”
Yan Wei couldn’t control her and just sighed. “I just can’t bear to see you troubled.”
With that, she lowered her eyes. “Since she made you angry, kick her out. Plenty of pretty, obedient women lining up for you.”
Yang Zhao stayed silent.
She knew, of course, that if she wanted, people would flock to be her mistress.
Maybe prettier than Hua Man, maybe more obedient. She knew this, but it still irked her.
“Azhao, listen to me. Send her away. Mistresses can be replaced; no need to let one ruin your mood.”
“Send her away?” Yang Zhao’s tone rose slightly. “You think I’m afraid of her? Why send her away?”
In the beast garden, only untamable beasts were released.
Sending Hua Man away would admit she couldn’t tame her.
“How exactly did she piss you off?”
Yan Wei suddenly grew curious.
But Yang Zhao didn’t speak.
She couldn’t quite tell what angered her more about Hua Man.
Was it repeatedly ignoring her words? Or daring to self-harm to evade accountability?
That ugly wound on such a beautiful hand—it made her want to lash out with a whip.
She had painstakingly found scar-removing medicine for Hua Man, yet Hua Man still dared to add another injury on top of it.
Just thinking about that hideous wound on her fair hand made her seethe with anger.
“No matter what the other person did, as long as they made you unhappy, you should give them a good thrashing.” Seeing Yang Zhao’s reaction, Yan Wei lowered her eyes again, concealing the emotions in them. “Make her recognize her place, be more obedient and sensible, and stop angering you all the time.”
“She does need to be punished.” Yang Zhao composed herself. How should she punish Hua Man this time?
She absolutely could not let it slide so easily.
Who said that using her hands had to mean hitting someone?
She had plenty of ways to punish Hua Man. How could she make sure Hua Man learned her lesson for good? She could simply strip her naked and ravage her thoroughly.
Bite her all over, leave her marks everywhere on her body, fuse completely with her, bully her mercilessly, and make her belong to her entirely.
That such a beautiful face would look like when it bloomed beneath her—what would that be like?
She wanted to bully Hua Man until she cried.
Even if she cried fiercely, she wouldn’t let Hua Man go.
She wanted to teach Hua Man a lesson and see if she dared to do it again.
Yang Zhao grew excited.
The office door was suddenly knocked on, and Yu Shan hurried in from outside.
Yan Wei lifted her gaze to look over.
“Miss.”
Yu Shan gave her a troubled glance before bending down to whisper something in Yang Zhao’s ear. Immediately, Yang Zhao’s expression darkened, and she stood up at once.
Seeing that she was about to leave, Yan Wei called out to her. “Didn’t you say you’d accompany me to the evening banquet?”
“Next time.”
Yang Zhao’s response was curt, her face full of fury.
She left abruptly and in a rush, and the office quickly fell silent. Yan Wei sat there quietly. She closed her eyes and inhaled the lingering fragrance in the air, letting out a wistful sigh.
There was no need to guess—it was definitely related to that person.
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