Chapter 1917: Chapter 91: Just Beat Her to Death

Yan Xiyu spoke harshly.

"Don’t forget, we were once united in suffering. Although I’ve made a name for myself, I kept you by my side. Without me, how would you have such good days now?"

Good days?

Li Luo was speechless.

How are these good days?

But she didn’t dare to refute.

Since becoming the young lady’s personal maid, she was initially grateful. But after understanding the selfish and venomous nature buried in her core, she even began to miss those days of hardship.

Seeing the little maid show a sorrowful expression, Yan Xiyu became even more furious.

"I’m infuriated! You’re merely a dog of mine, and you dare come here to make things worse for me? Someone, come!"

Yan Xiyu shouted, and Li Luo’s face suddenly turned ashen, her small face went pale, anticipating the imminent vicious beating.

Surely.

"Drag her out, beat her twenty... no! Fifty times, no... beat her to death! I don’t want to see her anymore!"

Li Luo’s pupils shrank, "Miss! This servant understands her mistake, Miss..."

She knelt down, begging for mercy from Yan Xiyu, trying to hold onto Yan Xiyu’s leg, but Yan Xiyu slapped her hard, mercilessly knocking her face aside.

"Get away, you wretched servant!"

After the slap, Yan Xiyu still wasn’t satisfied, she gave Li Luo a hard kick.

The young maid was kicked to the ground, and a thug, loyal to Yan Xiyu, immediately rushed over to hold onto Li Luo’s arms and dragged her out.

Li Luo was stunned for a moment, then choked with a furious shout, "Yan Xiyu, you will meet a bad end!"

At this moment, tears flowed instantly, her long-hidden grievances were ignited.

She recalled when she once met Yan Xiyu by chance, who treated her kindly, with a gentle smile. Later, Yan Xiyu returned to the Yan family, and she followed back as Yan Xiyu’s servant. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺

Back then, they shared hardships, so she wholeheartedly wished well for Yan Xiyu.

Once called each other sisters, but gradually Yan Xiyu told her that there was a distinction between master and servant.

Gradually, she began to enact violence against her, though her once warm heart grew cold from oppression and insults, she still lived.

She even naively defended Yan Xiyu, looking for excuses for her, believing Yan Xiyu lost herself after sudden prosperity following bitter days.

But until today, all accumulated grievances surged up, the little maid’s face turned stark white, yet she hoarsely accused Yan Xiyu.

Yan Xiyu was about to leave, but hearing the bold maid dare to curse her, she was so enraged she stormed back, grabbed a vase, and smashed it onto Li Luo’s head, then seized a stick.

She seemed wildly furious, wielding the stick to strike Li Luo, the sound of cracking bones repeatedly echoed, from which one could tell the severity of Li Luo’s injuries.

Until finally, Li Luo lay in a pool of blood, head covered in blood, Yan Xiyu, like a madwoman, stopped her assault.

She glimpsed with the corner of her eye the Buddha beads bracelet on her wrist, lips curled into a disdainful smile.

At this moment, the nearby servants checked Li Luo’s breath, finding it extremely weak, they thought Li Luo was already dead, thus reported to Yan Xiyu.

"Enough."

Yan Xiyu waved her hand, "Throw her out, lest she soils this place!"