"What’s going on..."

Father Lu came out of the kitchen after hearing the noise and rushed over when he saw the scene.

"Second brother, look at what your daughter has done!" The aunt pointed at the bump on Lu Qian’s forehead, emotionally excited: "She came over and grabbed Qianqian’s hair, is this something a person could do?"

Father Lu saw the swollen bump on Lu Qian’s forehead and asked in shock, "Xiao Chu did this?" 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

"It’s really her." The aunt said angrily: "She grabbed Qianqian’s hair and then slammed it like this, what if it caused a serious problem? Look at this bump... so big..."

Father Lu’s shocked gaze turned to Chuzheng: "Xiao Chu, what are you doing? How did you make Qianqian look like this?"

Father Lu’s tone wasn’t accusatory, just shocked.

He didn’t believe his daughter did this.

Chuzheng expressionlessly brushed aside the strands of hair on her forehead, revealing the bump, and said coldly: "Even."

A good person never avenges!

Every day, striving to be a good person.

[...] Sister, can you let go of the words ’good person’.

The aunt widened her eyes, her voice sharp and piercing: "Qianqian didn’t deliberately push you, you planned revenge because of it? So malicious at such a young age!"

Malicious?

When I’m truly malicious, not even scraps will remain.

What does this even count as now?

Chuzheng solemnly denied: "I didn’t do it on purpose either."

"We saw with our own eyes you did it deliberately, yet you claim it wasn’t intentional?" The aunt raised her hand to hit Chuzheng, cursing: "You little girl... ah..."

Mother Lu’s face changed greatly, instinctively stepping forward, intending to shield Chuzheng.

However, Chuzheng reacted faster.

The aunt’s hand was caught by Chuzheng, unable to move even an inch anymore.

The aunt’s expression became grotesque due to the pain.

Chuzheng held the aunt’s wrist, coldness spreading between her brows.

The aunt suddenly met Chuzheng’s gaze, an icy, unwavering stare that sent cold sweat down her back.

She was actually frightened by a little girl’s gaze!

Just a yellow-haired girl, what’s there to be afraid of!

With that thought, the aunt’s expression changed, shouting loudly: "Why are you just watching, are you going to condone her rebellion? Ouch, my hand, it’s going to break, make her let go!"

"Xiao Chu, what are you doing, let go."

Father Lu realized and hurriedly came forward, separating Chuzheng and the aunt.

The uncle also came over to support the aunt.

Mother Lu pulled Chuzheng to her side.

Lu Qian stood beside them, crying while clutching her forehead, adding to the chaos.

The aunt clutched her wrist, angrily clamoring: "What kind of daughter have you raised!! Daring to lay hands on an elder, if this continues, is she going to ascend to the heavens!"

Chuzheng coldly glanced at her: "What kind of elder are you."

Having an elder like you, the original owner must have had terrible luck for eight generations.

"Xiao Chu!" Father Lu rebuked softly: "Say less. Sister-in-law, how’s your hand?"

Mother Lu also pulled Chuzheng back, indicating she shouldn’t speak anymore.

The aunt was so angry she trembled: "Look at her, just look..."

Father Lu appeased: "Sister-in-law, let’s first check your hand, and Qianqian’s injury too."

Perhaps mentioning Lu Qian stopped the aunt, as she went to console the still crying Lu Qian.

"She must go to the hospital for an examination!" The aunt finally decided.

"Just a small injury requires a doctor, this is really delicate." The girl’s cold voice rang out.

This was exactly what the aunt had previously said, and Chuzheng threw her words back at her without missing a beat.

The aunt: "..."

What is wrong with this dead girl?

The aunt looked at Chuzheng with a strange gaze, as if she’d seen a ghost.

But those were her own words, and having them thrown back at her, the aunt’s face burned.

She pushed the uncle beside her, angrily scolding: "Can’t you say something, see how she’s bullying your daughter!"

The uncle, pushed forward, didn’t look pleased: "Second brother, let Xiao Chu apologize to Qianqian."

Before Father Lu could respond, Chuzheng spoke first: "Let her apologize to me first."

Lu Qian’s face was wet with tears, and upon hearing this, she got angry: "Why should I, you hit me like this, and you want me to apologize to you."

"Oh, didn’t you do the same to me before, shouldn’t you apologize?" Chuzheng’s eyes were calm and cold: "Or does your family’s upbringing think only others need to apologize to you? Do you consider yourselves the Emperor?"

"..."

The room suddenly fell silent, the atmosphere peculiar.

Mother Lu cast a curious glance at her daughter.

How come...

Seems somewhat different.

But she was still the person she was familiar with, though her aura and manner of speaking were not quite the same.

Before, when facing these people, no matter how angry she was, she wouldn’t speak like this.

Chuzheng casually pulled a chair, pressing Mother Lu to sit, speaking lightly: "Nothing much, let’s eat."

Lu Qian and the aunt’s faces were a colorful palette, extremely spectacular, and they didn’t dare to raise the issue of apology anymore.

If they wanted Chuzheng to apologize, Lu Qian must apologize first.

Lu Qian obviously wouldn’t want to.

-

The meal was eaten with great repression, perhaps due to sensing the strange atmosphere, the original owner’s uncle quickly found an excuse to leave after the meal.

The aunt’s family seemed to have no intention of leaving, pulling Father Lu aside to talk, murmuring about something.

Chuzheng had no intention of dealing with them, going directly back to her room.

Mother Lu brought a plate of fruit to Chuzheng.

"Xiao Chu, today you..." Mother Lu hesitated.

"I’m not going to tolerate them anymore." Chuzheng understood Mother Lu’s confusion and spoke candidly.

If it weren’t for rewinding now, this family would have been neatly tidied up.

Mother Lu frowned slightly: "That’s your aunt, your father..."

"You can do whatever you want, I’ve already made my stance clear." Chuzheng coldly interrupted Mother Lu.

This family’s tragedy is really, in many ways, Father Lu and Mother Lu’s responsibility, because of their constant yielding and inability to refuse, allowing the aunt’s family to become increasingly excessive.

Everyone has their own way of living, she couldn’t comment on that.

But she could change her own attitude.

As for how they chose, Chuzheng didn’t want to intervene.

If they wanted to tolerate it, that’s their issue, she wouldn’t tolerate it.

Mother Lu murmured: "You know how she is, once she starts making a fuss, it’ll never end, everyone will just watch us for entertainment."

Mother Lu was immensely afraid of the aunt’s combativeness.

She’s simply like a shrew.

She couldn’t bring herself to do such things...

Chuzheng was indifferent: "Let her make a fuss."

Chuzheng paused and said: "Such people will only become more excessive, and eventually the entire family will be torn apart by them, is that the result you want?"

Mother Lu met Chuzheng’s gaze, that look was cold, almost like a thin layer of ice, glancing at you sent chills down the spine.

This... is this still her child?

Mother Lu came out of the room, glanced towards the living room, a place maintained neat and tidy that was now in chaos.

Her heart instantly surged with irritation.