Her mother, the city lord's wife, entered at that moment, looking quite flustered. "Oh dear, what are you doing?"
Her gaze swept over the broken teacup beside Jiang Ziqi. "Xingbai, how could you hit Qi'er? Qi'er, did you make your father angry? Quickly apologize to your father. He has been worrying a lot about your children's birthday parties these days."
Jiang Ziqi rolled her eyes. How could this woman even say it was her birthday party?
Aside from the first few years after she arrived, has Jiang Ziqi ever had a birthday celebration, let alone a birthday party?
Oh, when she was in this house, she wasn't called Jiang Ziqi, nor was she called Jiang Ye; she was called Fu Ziqi.
Jiang Ziqi turned around and left coldly, which resulted in her being locked up for several days and nights. If it weren't for Hua Ansu delivering the letter with an electric mosquito, the letter wouldn't have been delivered. She almost gave herself away when she returned, but fortunately, the bracelet that Ansu gave her was very useful.
In the end, that smiling tiger woman was the only wife he acknowledged, and the child born from her womb was the one he recognized. As for her mother, the mother he had completely deceived, she had nothing while alive, and nothing after death...
Jiang Ziqi seemed to have everything: the identity of the city lord's daughter, a stern and authoritative father, an understanding mother, a smart and adorable younger sister, and a marriage of equal social standing...
Haha, these are all things she "wanted".
The next day, before dawn, Jiang Ziqi's door was opened, and she was pulled out of bed while still asleep.
She looked up, her reddened eyes filled with coldness.
However, the person who came didn't seem to care and urged her, "Miss Ziqi, get up quickly, the makeup artist has arrived."
Jiang Ziqi sat up abruptly, her eyes cold. "Who gave you permission to pull off my blanket?"
The maid had never seen her lose her temper before. She paused for a moment, then pouted, "So what if you pulled back the covers? Who told you not to get up!"
Jiang Ziqi glanced at the time: 4 a.m.
"Get out, and come back in two hours."
The makeup artist, who was hired from outside, was a little stunned by the scale of the event.
The maid was a little angry. "Aren't you going to put on your makeup? Do you know how hard it is for her to come all this morning!"
"roll!"
No matter what, Jiang Ziqi is a young lady. The maid went out gossiping, "What's so great about her? She's just a girl who doesn't get married..." She glanced at the makeup artist who went out with her, her eyes becoming even more vicious, "You didn't see or hear anything, you know? If there are any rumors going around, you'll be in big trouble!"
The makeup artist immediately stared at her toes. "I...I know, I didn't see anything, I didn't hear anything."
Jiang Ziqi's voice came from behind, "Close the door."
The maid shook her head, and the door slammed shut.
Jiang Ziqi lay down, covered her head with the blanket, closed her eyes, and continued to sleep. The movements were swift and seamless, and her sleep quality was not affected at all.
Today's banquet is a grand feast that all the nobles in the city have been looking forward to, especially the girls, who, regardless of age, have all come in their finest attire, making for a truly visually stunning spectacle.
But the most dazzling girl today is destined to be the city lord's eight-year-old daughter, because today is her ninth birthday celebration.
Everyone knows that the city lord dotes on this daughter the most, and no one dares to easily steal her thunder.
However, she is only a nine-year-old girl, and compared to girls in their teens, she loses out in terms of figure.
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