Song Yue's anger subsided after the Grand Madam spoke. She took off her bracelet, but Leng Shi stopped her, saying, "Aunt, the Third Miss is still young, so we can settle down for now. There's no rush."
“My grandmother can’t decide my marriage.” Song Yue said slowly, taking off the bracelet and disdainfully stuffing it back into Leng Shi’s arms, then taking out a handkerchief to wipe her fingers.
Leng was taken aback, awkwardly holding the bracelet, annoyed by Song Yue's ungratefulness.
"Third sister, your aunt meant well, why are you so insensible?" Song Yao said sarcastically.
Song Yue glanced at Song Yao sideways: "Looks like the handkerchief from yesterday hasn't taught you a lesson yet."
"You did it!" Song Yao's eyes widened suddenly as she rushed over angrily. "Why did you hurt me, Song Yue? How vicious you are!"
Song Yue grabbed Song Yao's chin and gradually tightened her grip: "Don't meddle in things that aren't your business, or I won't mind having someone send some more personal items to Prince Pei."
"You!" Song Yao was pinched so hard she couldn't fight back, her face turning red as she glared at Song Yue. Yuan Fuling panicked, "Third Miss, please have mercy! Second Miss was just joking."
Song Yue suddenly let go of her hand.
Song Yao's body went limp and she collapsed to the ground, clutching her chest and coughing.
"How can you joke about a young lady's marriage like this? Aunt Yuan, you've overstepped your bounds!" Song Yue pointed at Yuan Fuling: "Drag her out and give her twenty strokes of the cane!"
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Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Yuan Fuling was dragged out by two rough-looking maids.
The sound of the paddle striking her rang out quickly. Yuan Fuling bit her lip tightly, refusing to cry out. By the time the paddle was finished, she was almost fainting. When she was dragged back in, she was lying on the ground like a dead dog, her back covered in blood.
Song Yue bent down and squatted down, pinching Yuan Yiniang's chin with her fingertips and lifting it sharply: "This is just a small warning. If there is a next time, you will be beaten to death!"
After getting up, Song Yue glanced at Leng Shi and her eyes fell on Leng Shi. Leng Shi was so frightened that she sat in her chair with a pale face and didn't dare to say a word.
“Grandmother, my mother has her own plans for my marriage. If anyone tries to scheme against me, you should know my mother’s temper. She would rather die than live in dishonor.” Song Yue’s eyes turned cold. She really didn’t expect the Fan family to have designs on her.
act recklessly.
The old lady's face turned pale, and she didn't utter a single word of reprimand.
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