Xue Huan put away the handkerchief containing the melon seed shells, patted the crumbs on her body, and asked instead of answering, "Miss Zhang, why did you invite me here?"

Zhang Ying choked, her gaze fell on Xue Huan's indescribably beautiful face, and a hint of deep jealousy flashed in her eyes.

A village girl actually has such a face.

And there is such a husband.

Really got all the benefits.

Unfortunately, she was missing something. Without a good family background, being beautiful would be a disaster.

Thinking of this, Zhang Ying's mood improved again.

"Xue Huan, come over and take a look at this painting. What do you think?"

Xue Huan walked over and was not surprised at all when she saw the person in the painting, because she had known it for a long time.

She had only one word for it: "Ugly."

Zhang Ying almost choked, "What did you say?"

"Miss Zhang, are your ears already bad at such a young age? I say, this painting is ugly, too ugly to be looked at."

"Are you blind? Master Huo Kang is so handsome, and you actually say he's ugly?"

Xue Huan sighed, "It seems Miss Zhang not only has poor hearing, but also has problems with comprehension. I was talking about the painting. But, you said the person above is Huo Kang? My husband Huo Kang?"

She shook her head. "My husband is so handsome, how could he look so ordinary? You drew him so ugly, you didn't even capture one tenth of his beauty."

Zhang Ying: “…”

This damned country girl! How dare she belittle her painting skills like that!

Zhang Ying took a deep breath and sat down on the stone table. She looked at the exquisite pastries on the plate and suddenly smiled. She picked up a small cream cake in a cup and said, "Xue Huan, do you know what this is?"

Xue Huan: “…”

How could she not recognize the small cakes sold in her own shop?

However, Zhang Ying interpreted her silence as ignorance, and she kindly explained, "This is Zhao Ji's little cream cake. Such a small piece costs two taels of silver, which is equivalent to an average family's monthly consumption. I'm afraid you've never had one, have you?"

She picked up the small silver spoon, scooped a spoonful and put it into her mouth, while admiring Xue Huan's envious and longing (?) expression.

Fearing weight gain, Zhang Ying put the food down after a few bites and wiped her lips with a handkerchief. "But I'm tired of it."

His tone was deliberately light, trying to convey an intangible sense of superiority.

Xue Huan's mouth twitched slightly. "Since you're tired of eating, then put away that greedy look in your eyes! You stare at the little cake and say you're tired of eating. What you say is seriously inconsistent with the persona you have created for yourself, okay?"

Zhang Ying mistakenly thought that she was feeling inferior and was very satisfied with the blow she had inflicted on her rival.

She stood up and walked to the pavilion, leisurely admiring the scenery in the distance. "Did you see it?"

Xue Huan cooperated and asked, "What did you see?"

Zhang Ying turned around and raised her chin slightly, "The entire Governor's Mansion."

Xue Huan: "Oh."

Zhang Ying was very dissatisfied with her reaction. Seeing such a large and magnificent governor's mansion and then comparing it with her own palm-sized yard, didn't she feel ashamed? Didn't she realize the huge gap between the two of them?

Seeing that Xue Huan was really stupid and couldn't understand her intention at all, Zhang Ying simply stopped beating around the bush and got straight to the point: "Xue Huan, you are just a peasant girl. You are really not worthy of Master Huo Kang. I advise you to stop clinging to him."

At the same time, he raised his chin, looking like "only I am worthy of him".

Xue Huan pointed at her face in feigned surprise. "I'm not worthy? If even someone like me isn't worthy, then who else in the world is? You? Don't be ridiculous. Ask yourself honestly, do you think you're prettier than me?"

Zhang Ying's eyes immediately turned hostile, as if poisonous arrows were whizzing out, or to be more precise, towards Xue Huan's face.

Because Xue Huan's words directly touched her heart.

She couldn't argue at all.

She sneered, "What's the use of just having a pretty face? Can a peasant girl like you help Mr. Huo rise to the top in his official career?"

Xue Huan: "I'm beautiful."

Zhang Ying: "Can you provide Mr. Huo with a lot of connections?"

Xue Huan: "I'm beautiful."

Zhang Ying: "Can you make Mr. Huo rich and powerful?"

Xue Huan: "I'm beautiful."

Zhang Ying: “…”

Grass! (a plant)

You are beautiful and amazing!

At this moment, Zhang Ying really wanted to tear off Xue Huan's face and stomp her into the mud.

Seeing Xue Huan still calm and composed, even smiling, Zhang Ying revealed her true colors and threatened directly, "Xue Huan, if you know what's good for you, leave Master Huo and give him to me. Otherwise, I will show you how vulnerable a small peasant family is in front of the Governor's Mansion."

The smile on Xue Huan's face faded, and her eyes stared straight at her, "Miss Zhang, I advise you not to do this."

She was trying to persuade her sincerely, but Zhang Ying sneered at her words. "Who do you think you are? Are you qualified to persuade me? I called you here today just to inform you. It's not your turn to comment on how I act. Okay, you can get out of here."

Xue Huan sighed. She really couldn't understand why this girl, who was rich, powerful, and beautiful, had to keep her eyes on her son Akang? Why did she have to go down the path of being a vicious female supporting role and never return?

Although Akang is very handsome, tall and long-legged, so handsome that it makes people weak in the knees, he is also very strong, has a good temper, and has an outstanding temperament... Well, after listing these qualities, he does seem to be quite attractive, but these are not the point!

The point is that he has lost his memory and is now just a child.

However, she felt that even if she told Zhang Ying, Zhang Ying would not believe it, and that Akang's amnesia should only be known to his family, and it should not be told to outsiders.

Before leaving, Xue Huan glanced at Zhang Ying. She thought it would be better if this girl didn't do anything excessive, otherwise she would have no choice but to destroy her.

Of course, she didn't forget to teach her a little lesson before leaving.

With a flick of his fingers like dusting off, a talisman fell on Zhang Ying's body.

Zhang Ying watched Xue Huan leave with a gloomy look. Since Xue Huan was so ignorant, she might have to use some tricks.

The next second, a "puff" sound was heard in the pavilion.

Zhang Ying's face froze, she couldn't believe that she had farted so loudly.

She turned and left, not wanting to stay in the pavilion anymore.

As a result, he had not taken a few steps when he heard another loud fart, which was much longer than the previous one.

How could the servants nearby dare to stay? They all slipped away quietly, lest they be killed by their angry masters.

Only Xiangying, the maid whose acupoints were acupunctured by Xue Huan, could only stand there like a wooden man and watch her master's embarrassing incident.