klisemfg Chapter 485 Who wants a perfect 2 like this!
Chapter 485 Who wants a perfect 2 like this!
“Xiao Qian…” Yu Wanyu clearly disapproved of Yuan Ge’s harsh tone and gently advised, “As a woman…”
Before he could finish speaking, Yuan Ge suddenly turned around and solemnly asked, "As a woman, one should be well-behaved, gentle, and kind, and not overstep any boundaries, is that right?"
Her features were gentle, and she always had a smile on her face, making her seem soft and approachable. This sudden change to a cold expression was a stark contrast, even surprising those who knew her well. Yu Wanyu, who knew nothing about her, was even more taken aback, nodding hesitantly after a long pause, "Of course, of course..."
“Naturally?” Yuan Ge slowly stepped forward and said, “As a woman, one should naturally adhere to the virtues of womanhood, be cautious in speech and action, stay at home to support one’s husband and raise children, and not show one’s face in public, is that right?”
“Indeed…” Yu Wanyu’s voice trembled as she agreed. She swallowed subconsciously and took a half-step back to create some distance, but she still deeply agreed in her heart. Women…aren’t they all like this?
Yuan Ge's face grew even more sarcastic, and he slowly took another step forward, his voice becoming even lower and slower, "As a woman, when harassed by a lecherous man, you can only grit your teeth and endure the humiliation, and finally hang yourself with a foot of white silk to prove your innocence? Is that what Old Madam Murong meant?"
Yu Wanyu trembled suddenly, the little color left on her face draining away instantly. Her eyes trembled as she looked at Yuan Ge, her lips quivering violently. Every feature on her face was telling the story of the extremely complex emotions of the body's owner at this moment: remembrance, joy, sadness, shock... That year, Shao Rou was the same age, and she also used the same expression to protest a marriage that had been arranged without her consent and to reject a completely unfamiliar husband.
However, those accusations did not change anything, so in the middle of the night, she packed a few changes of clothes and fled the house.
Yu Wanyu had thought that this girl, who bore some resemblance to Shao Rou, was closer in personality to the quiet and gentle Shao Ai. Only now did she realize that this was simply another Shao Rou… Yu Wanyu subconsciously tensed up, stammering as she explained, “I… I didn’t mean that. What I meant was, she’s just a maid. If she truly gains the master’s favor, it’s not impossible to take her into the master’s household. It would be a win-win situation…”
Before she could finish speaking, Yuan Ge interrupted her almost heartfelt words, "Who wants such a win-win situation! Yes, Jian Shu is my maid, but she is also herself. She has the right to refuse anyone's favor and the right to say 'no' to anyone's advances! This time it wasn't her overstepping her bounds, but rather that Murong Weiming was shameless! If Old Madam Murong thinks that the Murong family's young master losing to a mere maid has disgraced the Murong family, then it's not difficult... What if I take Jian Shu as my sworn sister today? Would that make your Murong family look better?"
Jian Shu's body trembled slightly. She lowered her eyes and remained silent, only subconsciously biting her lip tightly. Even so, she couldn't steady her violently heaving chest and her erratic breathing...
Lin Mu looked at the book being appraised and smiled silently—this competitive brat… she's finally getting what she deserves.
Yuan Ge glanced at Lin Mu, who was grinning like a fool with his big white teeth, and suddenly couldn't find his previous mood. He could only roll his eyes inwardly and turn to Yu Wanyu, saying, "But while this may make your Murong family look good, it doesn't look so good on my Wen family... How are you going to explain that your Murong family's adopted daughter was harassed and insulted in the street by your Murong family's young master?"
"A girl from the Wen family?" The First Elder was displeased upon hearing this. "The Wen family, the Wen family... let's leave that aside for now, they're a thousand miles away. Just say this book-appraising girl is my chosen disciple. I know what kind of fine men the closed-door disciples of Xuanshan Yuanjun Peak can't get. Why would they want to be a concubine to a crooked tree like your Murong family? Yu Wanyu, do you have any shame? Taking her into your room... don't you even know what kind of turd she is? Even flies wouldn't deign to land on her!"
That's a rather crude way of putting it.
Murong Weiming, who had been calmly watching the "dog-eat-dog drama," suddenly flew into a rage, yelling, "What are you saying, you old geezer!"
"Murong Weiming, shut up!" A furious shout came from the doorway, followed by Murong Zhixian striding towards them. With a stern face, he bowed respectfully to Yuan Junfeng, then to Song Wenyuan and Yuan Ge before softening his tone to apologize to Jian Shu, "My younger brother is impetuous and unruly, and has offended Miss Jian Shu. I apologize on his behalf. I hope you will speak on his behalf to the young mistress, so as to save face for both families." He then bowed again.
Jian Shu stepped aside to avoid him, and then said, "Although he spoke rudely, I slapped him for it, and we're even today. If he hadn't followed us here and made a scene, disturbing the Grand Elder, he wouldn't be in this situation."
Murong Zhixian smiled ingratiatingly, "Yes, yes, Miss Jian Shu is very magnanimous. No wonder she is the Grand Elder's chosen disciple... Grand Elder, my younger brother was reckless today. I apologize on his behalf. I will take him away and keep a close watch on him. I will make sure he doesn't cause any more trouble. What do you think?"
"Good my ass!" Murong Weiming roared, "What did I do wrong?! I already said I just wanted to inquire about the recent situation of that old man Feng Qingtan. It was this brat who slapped me in the face without even asking what happened. What's wrong with me making her kneel down and kowtow to admit her mistake? And you brat... you want to confine me to the courtyard? Murong Zhixian, who gave you that right? Do you really think you're something special?"
Yuan Junfeng, who had no intention of letting the matter rest, chuckled dryly with his hands behind his back. "Heh, it seems the Second Young Master Murong's words don't carry much weight! Fine then. The one who suffered injustice today is the closed-door disciple of the Grand Elder of Zhixuan Mountain and the adopted daughter of Minister Wen's family in Shengjing City. How can this matter be settled so easily? Let's do as your brother said before: he—that Murong brat—must kneel down and kowtow to my disciple in public to admit his mistake, and this matter will be over. Otherwise… don't even think about it!"
Murong Weiming rolled his eyes. "What are you saying, you old codger? Are you getting hard of hearing? Who's going to kneel and kowtow to whom? Me, give it to her? Dream on!"
Yuan Junfeng raised his hand in a gesture of invitation, and said leisurely, "Well... I, an old man, don't want to make things difficult for you youngsters, but you're not welcome here. Go back to where you came from... Young Song, see them out!"