At this moment, Yun Chuchu, who had been enduring for a while, came over.
She looked coldly at Shang Rong and said emotionlessly, "Have you made enough of a fuss?"
Seeing her, the little girl probably recalled the slap from two days ago, and she visibly shrank back, her arrogance diminishing instantly.
But soon, she raised her head and said unwillingly, "I want that dress, why wonât you give it to me?"
Yun Chuchu replied, "Wasnât it clear enough? Thatâs Ningningâs dress, not yours. Have you even worn the shoes you took yesterday?"
The little girl didnât care about any of this.
"I donât care, I want it. Why donât you make it bigger? If it were bigger, I could wear it. I want it, I want it..."
âSlapâ!!!
Yun Chuchu couldnât bear it any longer and slapped her again.
The little girl held her face and burst into tears.
"You hit me, you hit me again, bad person, go to hell, Iâll go find father to divorce you..."
After venting her anger, she covered her face and ran out with her short legs.
Watching her disappearing figure, Lady Yun sighed while holding the clothes.
"This child, truly has no sense at all, but if he just runs out like that, itâs not good if something happens in our residence. Yaoâer, quickly follow and check, make sure nothing happens."
"Oh, okay."
Yun Wanyao hurriedly rushed out.
The person was brought by Yun Chuchu, and if something happened in their residence and the Shang Family heard about it, wouldnât they come to make trouble at their house?
By then, who knows how the citizens of the capital and the civil and military officials would exploit the situation, slandering the Yun Family as brutal and vicious, persecuting that little girl.
Itâs easy to have dirt thrown at you, but cleaning it off is not so simple.
[Sigh, this little girl, only six years old and so arrogant, quarrelsome, and utterly spoiled.]
[Daring to tell elders to go to hell, that slap from aunt was too light, she should have given her a few more to teach her a lesson.]
A child who wants to snatch anything they see and cries and throws a tantrum if they donât get it, Yun Wanqing has no liking for at all.
Children are indeed often naive, but to such an extent is truly rare.
Afternoon.
Yun Chuchu returned to the Agarwood Garden, while Lady Yun instructed the steward to arrange the menu and ingredients for Yun Wanqingâs hundred-day banquet.
After being fed milk by the maid, Yun Wanqing fell into a deep sleep, entering a sweet dream.
Suddenly, she sensed someone entering the room. With Xiao Tao keeping watch, she didnât take it to heart.
"I want some almond pastries, go get them for me."
A coquettish voice reached her ears.
The person was Shang Rong. She had probably cried for a long time, her eyes were red and swollen, and at this moment, she was looking up defiantly at Xiao Tao.
Xiao Tao was quite speechless and pursed her lips.
The two proper young ladies of her own family had never ordered her around like this, yet this cousin was extremely domineering.
She didnât want to bother, but after all, the other party was a cousin and couldnât be neglected.
"Yes, this servant will go right away."
Xiao Tao rolled her eyes, got up, glanced at the sleeping Yun Wanqing, and turned to walk out the door.
Itâs really strange, this cousin didnât go find her mother but came to the ladyâs courtyard?
Doesnât she know the lady doesnât welcome her?
Truly a clueless person.
Xiao Tao muttered to herself a bit and headed towards the kitchen.
In the room, Shang Rong walked over to Yun Wanqing with a heavy expression.
"Hmph, itâs because of you that my mother doesnât love me anymore. She stays up all night making shoes for you and doesnât make any for me. Before, whenever I asked her for something, she would give it to me, but now she wonât even give me a dress I like..."
"Iâm the legitimate daughter of the Shang Family. Who are you to compete with me for clothes and shoes?"
In the little girlâs understanding, the Shang Family was the most remarkable, and as the legitimate daughter of the Shang Family, everyone should cater to her.
Now, because of Yun Wanqing, her status has changed drastically, which she cannot accept.
So she wants to severely punish Yun Wanqing, just like she did to those who dared to vie for her little auntâs favor.
The little girl reached out, in her hand was a long, thin embroidery needle, no one knows where it came from.
Then, she aimed it at the soft little bundle on the couch.
[Damn, at such a young age, already so vicious.]
Yun Wanqing exclaimed in her heart.
As soon as the little girl had sent Xiao Tao to get the pastries, she had fully awakened, but being lazy, she decided to keep feigning sleep.
Unexpectedly, the little girl actually deliberately sent Xiao Tao away.
Her intention was to make a move against her.