Chu Ping was furious and continued hitting him, waving her hand, "You still dare to argue? You dare to do it but not admit it? I know everything. Chu Yuan asked you if you were willing to be your brother-in-law's concubine! Tell me, if you hadn't made it so obvious, why would she have asked you that?"

Mentioning this, Zhiyue felt a little guilty. "I...I don't know, but Second Miss, please believe me, I refused!"

"You refuse?" Chu Ping pondered these three words, her expression strange.

Zhiyue didn't understand, but felt that the second young lady was very scary at this moment, as sinister as a female ghost. She subconsciously took two steps back. "Yes, this servant has always remembered the promise with the second young lady, and also believes that the second young lady will eventually defeat the eldest young lady, so I did not agree."

"Hehe." Chu Ping chuckled, her tone sarcastic and chilling.

With a smirk, he approached Zhiyue step by step, "Hehe, you said you didn't agree?"

You wouldn't agree to be your brother-in-law's concubine, such a good thing.

What right do you have to refuse?

Do you think a concubine is unworthy of your status, and yet you dare to dream of becoming the legal wife, your brother-in-law's wife? You shameless slut! You vixen, lowly rogue, do you even deserve it?

Just because her face is a little better looking, does she think she can't recognize her own worth?

"I'm going to teach you a lesson today!"

As she spoke, a small, thorny wooden stick suddenly appeared in Chu Ping's hand.

It was about the length of an arm and the thickness of a chopstick, and apart from the part she was holding, the rest of it was covered in barbs.

Chu Ping grinned sinisterly and, without the slightest hesitation, slapped Zhi Yue across the face.

Caught off guard, the latter reacted, her face burning with pain, and when she touched it, it was covered in blood.

"ah--"

Zhiyue finally screamed in terror, dodging and weaving to keep Chuping away.

Chu Ping, unhurried and deliberate, held the small wooden stick and chased after him slowly, like a cat catching a mouse.

Only when the two figures were no longer visible did Chu Yuan carefully lift her skirt and emerge from behind the artificial hill.