Song Jiao glanced at the smartwatch on her wrist and confirmed the current time point - it was the moment when the original owner returned to the family and Yao Xiaxue directed and acted out the scene of falling down the stairs.
Yao Xiaxue's voice, with a hint of deliberate weakness and grievance, echoed throughout the hall: "Sister, I know you're unhappy with me, but there's really no need to express it this way... If you really want me to leave, just say one word, and I'll leave quietly."
After she finished speaking, she squeezed out a few tears at the right moment, looking so pitiful and delicate.
Yao Che, the elder brother of the original owner, was furious when he saw Yao Xiaxue's injured appearance. Without saying a word, he imprisoned the original owner in a dark and damp basement and whipped her as punishment.
So that’s how the scene at the beginning happened.
The current Yao family has clearly done a paternity test and confirmed the identity of the original owner, but the original owner's talent is still being plundered by the fake daughter.
There is nothing outstanding about the entire Yao family, from Yao's parents to the servants.
No one looks down on the original owner.
When Song Jiao slowly walked out of the basement, she exuded an aura that could not be ignored. The servants in the villa looked at her in surprise. They couldn't believe why this person came out of the basement?
Where are the eldest master and the eldest lady?
For a moment, everyone panicked and looked everywhere for Yao Che, and some had already started to complain to others.
Song Jiao, however, seemed to be out of the picture. She sat gracefully on the sofa in the living room, her eyes calmly fixed on the maid closest to her. She opened her red lips and said, "I'm thirsty and want to drink some water."
The maid seemed not to hear, or pretended not to hear, and turned to leave.
Song Jiao smiled slightly and hooked her finger lightly. An invisible force instantly pulled the maid back. The maid felt her body sink as if a thousand-pound burden was pressing on her shoulders, and she knelt on the ground involuntarily.
"You didn't seem to hear what I said?" Song Jiao's voice was soft but icy cold.
The maid gritted her teeth, a flicker of unwillingness in her eyes: "You are just a wild girl from the countryside, why should you..."
"Who am I?" Song Jiao interrupted her, smiled even more brightly, stood up, and suddenly a powerful energy wave surged around her body. The windows and chandeliers of the entire villa exploded in an instant. The fragments seemed to be controlled by an invisible hand and flew towards the maid's head, but stopped when they were about to touch her, hanging in the air. The scene was both shocking and weird.
"Who am I?" Song Jiao asked again, with a hint of teasing in her tone.
The maid's body began to tremble uncontrollably, and her voice was filled with fear: "You are the eldest lady, the real eldest lady of the Yao family!"
"Very good, then do you remember what I asked you to do just now?" Song Jiao's smile was gentle and cunning.
"Remember, remember, I'll go right away and pour you some water!" The maid's voice was almost trembling. She rolled and crawled to her feet, afraid that she would be a step slower.
Song Jiao nodded in satisfaction. With a wave of her hand, the shards of glass hanging in the air fell to the ground with a crisp sound, as if they had received a pardon. "Go quickly! Don't make me wait too long."
There was a barely perceptible smile in her words.
This was just an appetizer. What Song Jiao was really waiting for was the appearance of the other two brothers of the Yao family—the second brother Yao Feng and the third brother Yao Xu. A meaningful smile played on the corner of her mouth, as if everything was under control.
Soon, the gate of the villa was slowly pushed open, and two tall and straight figures like pine trees stepped over the threshold. They were Yao Feng and Yao Xu.
As soon as they entered the room, they were shocked by the glass fragments all over the floor and Song Jiao sitting leisurely on the sofa drinking tea. Their faces instantly became so gloomy that water seemed to drip out of them.
"Who do you think you are? Are you worthy enough to sit on the sofa in the Yao family?" Yao Xu was the first to be criticized, his tone full of disdain and anger. Then he began to look around, looking for Yao Che and Yao Xiaxue.
After discovering that the two were not there, Yao Xu's rage intensified. He turned around and glared at Song Jiao, "Where did you take them? Yao Xiaxuan, don't think that you can turn into a rich lady just because you return to the Yao family. This is not the place for you to run wild!"
Upon hearing this, Song Jiao gently put down the teacup in her hand and stood up. Her movements were elegant but carried a strength that could not be ignored.
Without saying a word, she suddenly raised her foot and kicked Yao Xu in the abdomen with such speed that it caught him off guard.
"Didn't your mother teach you to say 'please' before asking someone a question?" Song Jiao's voice was cold and a little teasing.
Then I saw Yao Xu squatting on the ground, holding his stomach.
Yao Feng's face changed drastically when he saw this. He hadn't expected Song Jiao to be so direct in attacking him. He immediately shouted, "Yao Xiaxuan, do you think I don't dare to hit you?"
Upon hearing this, Song Jiao narrowed her eyes slightly, as if she had heard something funny.
She turned to look at Yao Feng, and with a slight movement of her fingers, an invisible force instantly enveloped Yao Feng's body, causing him to fly involuntarily in front of Song Jiao.
Then, as if throwing away a useless object, Song Jiao easily threw Yao Feng against the wall. There was a loud "bang" and Yao Feng's body hit the wall heavily, and then fell to the ground, looking miserable.
Jiao clapped her hands lightly, as if everything that had just happened was as easy as brushing off the dust, and then she sat back on the sofa gracefully.
She picked up the teacup again and took a sip. The aroma of tea was exactly in line with her mood at the moment.
At this moment, the door to the basement was suddenly pushed open by a brute force. Yao Che appeared in front of everyone with anger. His eyes seemed to be burning with flames. He glared at Song Jiao and said in a low and threatening voice: "Yao Xiaxuan, do you want to die? How dare you attack me and Xia Xue? I must break your legs today and let you know what the rules are!"
However, when he actually stepped into the living room, the scene before him stunned him.
The once magnificent and well-organized villa now looked like it had been struck by an unknown storm, with broken glass and the remains of chandeliers scattered all over the floor, creating a mess.
His two younger brothers, Yao Feng, were squatting on the ground, looking pale and obviously frightened; Yao Xu was lying on the ground, his clothes disheveled, looking extremely embarrassed.
The culprit of all this, Song Jiao, seemed to be out of the matter and was still sipping tea leisurely. Her calmness made Yao Che even more angry, almost bursting out of his chest.
"What have you done?" he roared, his voice echoing in the empty living room with uncontrollable anger.
At this moment, Yao Che was like an enraged lion, emitting a dangerous aura, as if he would explode at any time and tear all obstacles into pieces.
Hearing this, Song Jiao simply raised her eyelids slightly, "Didn't you see everything? Why are you asking me? Are you blind?"
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