As Yuan Zhao stepped out of the mansion gate, she saw that her father and brothers were already waiting outside. Upon seeing her, her father grinned.

"Zhaozhao, Daddy has come to take you home."

"Today is a good day, let's go home and celebrate."

"Indeed, we should celebrate properly today."

Yuan Lin and Yuan Man, who were standing nearby, echoed their sentiments.

They had no idea that Yuan Zhao would pull such a stunt today. It wasn't until the news reached their ears that they realized Yuan Zhao had orchestrated such a huge event without any warning.

From Zhou Shiyuan being severely beaten for smuggling cheat sheets, to being exiled to the Yongning Marquis's mansion as a slave, and then Yuan Zhao divorcing him, each and every one of these events was incredibly gratifying.

Yuan's father hadn't felt this happy in a long time.

As expected of his daughter, he had been worried that Yuan Zhao would be bullied and that she would suffer because of her soft heart.

Now it seems he was worrying too much. His daughter has really grown up. He sees his wife in Yuan Zhao, the woman he remembers forever.

"Zhaozhao, your mother will be very happy to see you like this now."

Yuan's father couldn't help but say.

Thinking of his deceased wife, Yuan's father looked somewhat somber. Yuan Zhao quickly said:

"Father, aren't we going to celebrate?"

"Zhao Zhao is hungry."

Upon hearing this, Yuan's father quickly said:

"Let's go, let's go home quickly."

He quickly composed himself; nothing was more important than his precious daughter.

The group headed towards the General's Mansion in a grand procession. Yuan Zhao was surrounded by people in the middle. She felt like she had forgotten something, but before she could think about it, she was interrupted by her second brother's question, and Yuan Zhao forgot about it again.

Unbeknownst to them, a person watched them leave from the alleyway, their eyes filled with resentment and malice—this person was none other than Bai Mianmian.

Yuan Zhao, Yuan Zhao!

At this moment, Bai Mianmian's hatred for Yuan Zhao reached its peak.

She was lucky; the Zhou Shiyuan she chose was the heir of the Yongning Marquis's mansion. She gave birth to a son with all her might, thinking that she was destined to be his concubine.

Who knew that everything would change when she arrived in the capital? She went from being a free citizen to a slave, and that was bad enough.

With great difficulty, she managed to get close to Zhou's father, hoping that one day she would be officially recognized as his wife and then use her own abilities to make a good life for herself and her son.

Who knew that her beautiful dream would be shattered by Yuan Zhao once again.

Yuan Zhao is truly remarkable; she single-handedly destroyed the entire Yongning Marquis's mansion, shattering her dream of becoming the Marquis's wife.

Why?

I've already avoided her, so why can't I escape her?

Yuan Zhao!

Bai Mianmian bit her lip tightly.

Both are women, so why does she have a father and brothers who are powerful and treat her like their own children, while she can only be a peasant girl?

Why can she live so freely, while I can only be like a maggot, unable to see the light of day?

Bai Mianmian's eyes were filled with undisguised hatred.

Just then, she suddenly felt an itch on her face. She couldn't help but raise her hand to scratch it. The next moment, she screamed in terror. Her hand was covered in a disgusting, sticky, wet substance, and her face was hurting more and more, as if something was dripping down her face.

Her eyes were filled with terror. She raised her hand to touch it, and then let out a desperate cry.

"No, no, no..."

Bai Mianmian could no longer care about anything else and stumbled out.

Half an hour later, Rong Ruo's personal sedan chair stopped at the side gate.

Looking at the tightly closed gates and the dark, gloomy mansion, Rong Ruo's eyes were filled with frost.

"very good!"

He spoke softly.