Hua Man certainly wouldn’t complain to the Eldest Miss, but Gao Yanhua’s words had indeed affected her.
“Still upset?” Seeing her daughter buried under the covers on the bed, Chen Yan sighed again. However, thinking back to the day’s events, she felt a bit relieved. “I was worried before that you never spoke up about your hardships and just bore any grievances silently. Now, you’ve put my mind at ease a little.”
Hua Man pulled back the covers. “You think I went and tattled to the Eldest Miss too?”
Chen Yan was surprised. “Wasn’t it you?”
Hua Man closed her eyes in agony.
Even her own mother thought that—others didn’t need to be mentioned.
The Eldest Miss had killed two birds with one stone that day, thoroughly humiliating Qin Fangqin while binding Hua Man completely to her side.
From that day forward, she stood in direct opposition to that mother-daughter pair.
But what about Hua Xi?
She had visited the hospital that afternoon, but they were vague, saying further treatment depended on the dean’s arrangements.
And she couldn’t even see the dean.
Hua Man knew that Hua Xi’s treatment was probably off the table now.
That neurology professor had a 65% recovery rate for his patients. In recent years as dean, he rarely took on cases, and ordinary people couldn’t even book him.
With that thought, Hua Man took a deep breath and pulled the covers back over her face.
Chen Yan grasped her hand, her worried voice rising. “Manman, I won’t feel at ease with you here like this. Otherwise…”
“Mom.” Hua Man’s voice was muffled. “Didn’t you say the Eldest Miss is a good person? I’m one of her people now—what are you worried about?”
Chen Yan sighed. “That’s true. Logically, I should feel relieved.”
But ever since hearing about the daytime incident, she had started feeling uneasy.
From a superior-subordinate relationship, the Eldest Miss was indeed a good person.
Her temper wasn’t great, but she was generous with people and didn’t arbitrarily scold the servants.
But what if it wasn’t a boss-employee relationship?
Would the Eldest Miss still be a good person in other kinds of relationships?
“Why do you have such heavy dark circles today?” As soon as she got up, Yang Zhao spotted the two dark circles under her beautiful bodyguard’s fair skin and couldn’t help tutting. “Are you working two jobs behind my back?”
Hua Man’s expression didn’t change. “Born with them.”
Hearing such a perfunctory excuse, Yang Zhao frowned in dissatisfaction.
“Is the room they assigned you uncomfortable?” She made a snap decision. “From today on, you’ll live over here with me.”
“Miss!!” Yu Shan couldn’t help exclaiming. “How can you let someone of unclear origins stay here?”
“I’m not uncomfortable where I’m at,” Hua Man quickly chimed in.
The Yang Family estate was huge, with good employee benefits and dedicated staff dorms.
Her current dorm was in the same building as her mom’s, so they could look out for each other. Most importantly, it was far from where the Eldest Miss lived—no worry of running into her off-duty.
If she moved into the Eldest Miss’s building, what was the difference between work and off-hours?
Workers hated when life and work got tangled up—horses and oxen on the clock, still under the boss’s watchful eye after.
Just thinking about it was suffocating.
“Oh, even if you’re comfortable, I still want you closer to me.” Yang Zhao brushed off Hua Man’s answer. She was used to being domineering and directly finalized it. “Move over today—right next door to me.”
Seeing Hua Man’s reaction, she darkened her face unhappily. “You don’t want to live with me.”
Hua Man: “…”
Wasn’t it normal not to want to?
But the Eldest Miss was unreasonable, and Hua Man didn’t want to provoke her for now, so she earnestly found an excuse. “I want to stay close to my mom.”
Yang Zhao was stunned. “Your mom?”
Looking at Hua Man’s serious face, she was speechless. “Are you a momma’s girl?”
Was she a three-year-old?
Still needing mommy?
Hua Man kept a straight face. “Yes.”
She didn’t think the Eldest Miss would arrange for her mom to move here too just for her sake.
The good news was, as she guessed, the Eldest Miss didn’t insist.
The bad news? The Eldest Miss teased her about it from time to time.
The Eldest Miss’s teasing wasn’t malicious mockery or disdain—it seemed purely for amusement or to tease her.
Later on, even Gao Yanhua would occasionally sigh to her: “Who would’ve thought—you’re a momma’s girl just like me?”
Every time, Hua Man felt like she had shot herself in the foot.
She thought time would make the Eldest Miss forget, but even a week later, Yang Zhao was still propping her chin and asking: “Do you pout with that sour face when you act spoiled with your mom too?”
Hua Man: “…I don’t act spoiled.”
“Aren’t you a momma’s girl?” Yang Zhao raised a brow.
After a week, Hua Man had lost her initial fear of the Eldest Miss and calmly retorted: “Who says momma’s girls have to act spoiled?”
Yang Zhao was stumped.
After a few seconds of silence, she said displeased: “Hua Man, you’re getting bolder.”
Yu Shan nodded immediately. “Miss, how did you just notice? Her guts have gotten really fat lately!”
Hua Man lowered her head and said nothing more.
She only heard the Eldest Miss’s light hum nearby, but she didn’t pursue the matter further.
The Eldest Miss never hounded people over small things.
After more than a week at the Yang Family, Hua Man had figured out the Eldest Miss’s temperament.
This Eldest Miss could turn a blind eye even if servants stole her valuables, let alone minor stuff like this.
She only went reliably crazy over things involving Qin Fangqin and her daughter.
But these past couple days, Hua Man noticed the Eldest Miss was practicing archery more often.
Accompanying her to the archery range more frequently, Hua Man realized her worry on the first day had been unnecessary.
The Eldest Miss was excellent at archery.
For a target the size of an apple, as long as that woman didn’t move around, the Eldest Miss could hit it easily.
The thought had just arisen when Hua Man furrowed her brow tightly.
She hadn’t been with the Eldest Miss long, but her thinking seemed to have shifted.
Even if the archery was good, one shouldn’t use people as targets—what was she thinking?
“The Eldest Miss was right,” Gao Yanhua whispered during a break in the Eldest Miss’s practice. “You seem unhappy every day.”
Realizing she was frowning again, Hua Man rubbed her brow but still explained: “I’m not unhappy every day.”
It was just that there were too many worries lately.
“Naturally unsmiling?” Gao Yanhua blinked.
Hua Man nodded haphazardly. “Yeah.”
The Eldest Miss’s displeased voice came: “What are you two muttering about behind my back?”
Gao Yanhua’s smile vanished instantly as she bowed her head in apology.
Yang Zhao only looked up at Hua Man. Seeing her lower her head with an indifferent expression, she beckoned: “You, come here.”
Gao Yanhua didn’t even need to look up to know who the Eldest Miss meant.
Over this past week, the Eldest Miss’s interest in Hua Man had only grown; everyone else was just background to her—she only had eyes for Hua Man.
Hua Man pursed her lips and stepped forward.
The Eldest Miss suddenly felt like playing teacher: “Come, I’ll teach you.”
Hua Man’s steps halted instantly.
She tried to soften her tone: “I learn slowly—it’d just waste the Eldest Miss’s time.”
“No problem.” The Eldest Miss didn’t mind. “It’s the process that matters, not the result.”
Hua Man: “…”
Knowing the Eldest Miss’s orders weren’t to be refused, Hua Man was silent for a few seconds before obediently stepping up and taking the bow and arrow the Eldest Miss handed her.
The Eldest Miss’s things were naturally top-quality. Though ignorant of bows, the moment Hua Man held it, feeling the smooth touch, she knew it was no ordinary one.
It fit perfectly, comfortable to grip.
Soon, a servant brought protective gear. Looking at it, Hua Man’s head throbbed.
She planned to just go through the motions, but wearing gear meant getting serious and formal.
She glanced at the Eldest Miss, but before she could speak, the other took the gear with a smile: “You’ll get hurt if you don’t wear the protective gear properly. Be good.”
Hua Man fell silent.
Be good, obedient?*
Was she a three-year-old?
Suppressing her inner grumble and before the Eldest Miss could help her put it on personally, she quickly donned it all. Finally, bow in hand, she faced the target.
The next second, the Eldest Miss lightly nudged her foot: “Feet shoulder-width apart…”
Hua Man adjusted according to her instructions. Once her lower stance was right, the Eldest Miss’s hand suddenly reached over.
Her hand was warm and smooth as jade; Hua Man stiffened.
Yang Zhao corrected her grip on the bow, glimpsing her reddened ears again, and her mood soared. She asked: “Do you know why I like archery?”
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