"You’ve been to the pavilion again? I can’t control you anymore, can I?" Yang Aoshuang’s voice also raised, "Tell me, is that really a place where a young lady like you should go?"

If it weren’t for her being her own flesh and blood, Yang Aoshuang would have skinned her by now.

Heaven knows how many outrageous things this girl has done since she was of a marriageable age.

Every suitor she must mess with, asking them face-to-face, wasn’t your Lord Shen at Cuiyu Pavilion yesterday, wasn’t your Lord Huang at Wanhua Pavilion yesterday?

A few questions like that and neither the matchmaker nor the suitor could stand it, and of course, the marriage proposals came to nothing.

With all her antics, if it weren’t for the Li Family’s wealth, and if the Li Family didn’t have connections with the Ye Family, Yang Family, and Mu Family, who would still want to propose?

"Mother, your words are really funny, why can’t I go there? That pavilion is run by our family." Li Luru said, "What’s wrong with inspecting our own property?"

"You know it’s our family’s business, and yet you disrupt it every day?"

"Am I disrupting it? I’m looking out for my own happiness." Li Luru said confidently, "I don’t want to marry a man who frequents the flower pavilions, bringing one back today and another tomorrow. These are the days you can live with, Mother, but I can’t."

"Which man doesn’t have three or four wives? Besides, isn’t it normal for men to go to a pavilion to discuss business? It’s just a bit of fun outside. As a proper wife, you should have the tolerance for that."

"Haha..." Li Luru looked at her mother as if she’d just heard a joke, "Mother, you’re really generous. You’re truly magnanimous. If you’re so magnanimous, why did you cry when Father stayed at Beauty Court? Why did you smash a cup when Father went to the Third Concubine? If you can bear it, I can’t. Don’t impose your notions on me."

"And Mother, don’t worry about me not getting married." Li Luru said firmly, "If it ever came to that, I’d just cut my hair and become a nun."

"You..." Yang Aoshuang, enraged, slapped her, "This isn’t up to you, the Wang Family agreement has been made. You have to agree even if you don’t want to."

She then looked at Xiaohong beside her, "Watch the young lady. If she escapes the residence again, I’ll skin you."

"Yes!" Xiaohong shivered in fear.

Soon, the servants from the Li Residence came over and not only locked the gate to Li Luru’s courtyard but also locked the door to her room.

"Damn it!" Li Luru pounded the door loudly, but no one responded to her.

"Ah..." Li Luru, being a hot-tempered person, yelled out loud.

"Miss, don’t worry. I’ll find a way to get you out," the maid said.

"Forget it..." Li Luru thought for a long time before saying, "If I can’t figure out a way, what can you do?"

"It’s really frustrating. What’s my mother thinking?" Li Luru scratched her head irritably, "Does she ever consider my happiness? It seems like as long as it’s a rich family matching the Li Family, it’s fine as long as the man isn’t missing a leg or an arm."

No way, after thinking it through, Li Luru decided she absolutely couldn’t accept this.

She had to find a man she liked, one who wasn’t unfaithful.

"Xiaohong... Xiaohong..."

"Miss, I’m here. What do you need?"

"Go find a hammer or a brick. At midnight, break the lock on my door. I’m going to run away from the marriage!"