"Are you brain-dead or having a seizure? Blocking the road to ask me who another man is?" Yang Chuxia pointed at her hair with a riding crop, "Look at you with a married womanâs hairstyle, obviously, a married woman, yet you come out here asking about other men. Have you got it wrong? Canât you have a bit of shame?"
This stinking woman wasnât even worthy of the nickname "fatty." Iâve never seen anyone like this, even more disgusting than Old Lady Hua of Yangshu Village, fancying even her own uncle, itâs simply beyond words.
Not to mention, Old Lady Hua never had the guts to stop someone on the street like this.
"Mind your own business; all you need to do is tell me who that man is. Otherwise, let me tell you, I am the precious daughter of the Prefect. You hit me last time and I havenât settled the score with you yet. If I tell my father, you are in for a treat."
Fatty couldnât care less about all that nonsense. Her mother had told her not to worry about who the person was, as long as she fancied him, she had to snatch him away.
After all, her mother always did the same, so why couldnât she do it too?
"Psh, stop making me laugh, you, the daughter of the Lord Prefect? If the Lord Prefect really had a daughter like you, I bet he wouldnât dare to acknowledge you."
And as it happened, Yang Chuxia turned out to be right about this.
When Fatty stopped her, servants from Fattyâs auntâs home came out just in time to see the scene and hurried back to report. Enraged, her aunt had someone come out immediately.
"Hmph, you little wench, you dare to mock me?" As she spoke, Fatty threw some food she had in her hand at Yang Chuxia, but Yang Chuxia deflected it with a swing of her riding crop.
Seeing so many people in the street, Yang Chuxia thought this woman was clearly shameless and a bit off in the head, so she turned to Ye Er and said, "Go find that blacksmith and have him drag this woman away. Otherwise, with so many people watching on the street, we canât hit her. Youâre often with the young master, and itâs inevitable that someone recognizes you. It would look bad on the young master if this got out."
"Yes, this wretched woman, I must teach her a lesson in secret later," glared Ye Er at Fatty and hurried off to find someone.
"If you dare to insult me again, do you believe I wonât let you ever open your mouth again?" As she spoke, Yang Chuxia got down from her horse and her tone turned fierce, her eyes chillingly cold.
This reminded Fatty of the day she had been beaten by this person, and she immediately trembled with fear.
"The sister of the Prefect is the First Madam of the Li Residence. Someone please go and ask if this lady is truly the precious daughter of the Lord Prefect. Parading around under the name of the Lord Prefect and causing trouble, itâs just upsetting to see."
As fate would have it, just as Yang Chuxia finished speaking, people from the Li Residence arrived, "Madam, I am the steward of the Li Residence. The First Madam has sent me to clarify that our young lady is not this person; she is currently in the prefecture. Moreover, the First Madam mentioned that if this person has offended you, whether you beat or scold her to death, it has nothing to do with our Li Residence."
It seemed that Madam Li, Fattyâs aunt, thoroughly detested her. At the first opportunity, she completely disowned her and even took the chance to kick her while she was down.
"You old thing, dare to say Iâm not the Prefectâs daughter? Have you mustered the courage of a bear and a leopard?" Fatty glared at the Li Residenceâs steward, and she charged at him, knocking him to the ground and then pummeling him with her fists.
Yang Chuxia looked skyward, at a loss for words. Where did this madwoman come from?