Translator:
Henyee Translations
Editor:
Henyee Translations
However, Feng Liu, the spoiled girl, brushed off his advice.
Of course you have to do it yourself! Where’s the fun in watching the action on the side? Hmph! Who the hell does Feng Wu think she is? I’m going to give her a hard time, I mean it!
After those words, Feng Liu threw off Feng Yiran’s hand and rushed back inside the house, smirking as she ran.
I’d like to see if she can stay this calm when she sees her mother and brother!
When Feng Wu entered the middle court, still carrying the basket, what she saw infuriated her instantly!
Her innocent younger brother was doing hard manual work in the spacious courtyard. He was naked to the waist and she could make out some welts on the fair skin of his back. Covered in sweat, he was panting as he carried some bricks around.
He was moving them across the courtyard.
Carrying bricks? Feng Wu’s eyes widened!
Caiyue, Feng Liu’s maid who had grown up with her, stood there with an inky black whip in her hand. She cracked it loudly in the empty air and berated Feng Wu’s younger brother like an exploitative supervisor.
Faster! Finish your task and don’t even think about shirking! The young master and my mistress have made it clear that you’re not resting until you’ve finished moving all ten thousand bricks!
Feng Wu’s beautiful mother was weeping like a pear blossom soaking in the rain.
Xiaoqi, my poor Xiaoqi… why isn’t your sister here, Xiaoqi… are you alright? Does it hurt…
Her mother wasn’t called a beauty for nothing. Back in her day, she was deemed the most beautiful woman in the Junwu Empire. Her skin was fairer than snow, her hands were so soft that they looked boneless, and she moved in the most graceful manner. In a word, her beauty was breathtaking. Now that she was crying, she seemed to outshine the sun, the moon, and heaven and earth!
The beautiful lady then tried to run over to Feng Xiaoqi to help him, but Qiaomo, Feng Liu’s other maid, grabbed her hand and stopped her.
Gazing at the weeping lady, Qiaomo turned to look the other way.
The lady was so beautiful, and her crying only made her more attractive. Even Qiaomo, who was a girl and Feng Liu’s maid, couldn’t help but feel touched by the lady’s weeping. If it were up to her, she would readily loosen her grip and help the lady out.
Feng Wu put down the basket and shouted,
Stop!
All eyes turned to her instantly!
Aww —
Feng Xiaoqi was the first to react. He was the seventh son of the Feng family and Feng Wu’s own brother.
Sister! Sister!
Feng Xiaoqi grew up under Feng Wu’s wing, and during the past three days of being tormented and abused, he had never stopped praying that his god-like big sister would descend the next moment and rescue him from this misery!
Although his sister was deprived of all her cultivation, Feng Xiaoqi firmly believed that nothing in this world could beat his genius sister!
Feng Xiaoqi yelped, then hurtled toward Feng Wu like a cannonball, so fast that the others didn’t have time to react.
Sister, look what they did to me!
Wrapping his arms around Feng Wu’s neck, Feng Xiaoqi whined loudly!
Xiaowu, sob
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The beautiful lady also broke free of Qiaomo’s grip — more precisely, Qiaomo let her go on purpose.
All her weeping did nothing to mar her stunning beauty. Instead, it only accentuated how appealing she was. Stumbling toward Feng Wu until she caught her daughter by the sleeve, the slim, beautiful lady looked so delicate and touching.
Sob
… Xiaowu, my Xiaowu… you’re finally back…
Feng Wu was the real pillar of this family of three.
The corner of her mouth twitching a little, Feng Wu rubbed her forehead in resignation.
