Yan Qianyi had just returned home when Han Yarong greeted her with a beaming smile, asking with apparent concern,
"Qianyi, I saw you rushing out this morning. Did you make it to the exam on time?"
Han Yarong and her daughter had already been waiting at home for a long time.
They had expected to see Yan Qianyi come back dejected soon after.
Unexpectedly, they ended up waiting the whole morning.
Yan Qianyi smiled sweetly, "I made it on time."
Upon hearing this, the smile on Han Yarong’s face suddenly froze.
The color drained from Yan Qianyi’s face as a trace of coldness flickered in her eyes, "Are you disappointed?"
"Ah?" Han Yarong hurriedly strained her rigid smile, "What are you talking about, Qianyi? I’m concerned about you. Of course, I’m happy for you that you made it to your exam."
"Really?" Yan Qianyi sneered coldly, "There’s no need for you to put on an act in front of me when my dad isn’t here. I know it was you and your daughter who locked my door from the outside."
In this household, who else would want to sabotage her other than those two?
If it weren’t for the fact she was too tired and stayed up late playing with Ah Lie last night, she would have noticed when they locked the door.
"Don’t slander us!" Han Yarong dropped the pretense of a forced smile, rolled her eyes at Yan Qianyi, and turned to leave.
Yan Qianyi grabbed her wrist, "Apologize."
If it weren’t for accidentally going to the wrong examination hall today, she would not have bothered wasting time over such a trivial matter with them.
But now, she was in a bad mood.
Han Yarong looked at her in surprise.
Seeing the coldness in her gaze incited an inexplicable panic within her.
"What are you doing? Yan Qianyi! I’m your mother now, even if you don’t call me ’Mom’, you should still call me ’Aunt’! Is this the respect you should have for your elders?"
Yan Qianyi tightened her grip on Han Yarong’s hand, "I said apologize."
Han Yarong gasped in pain, "Let go! If you don’t let go, I’ll tell your dad when he gets back about how all your good behavior in front of him is just an act!"
Han Yarong tried to pull her hand free.
But Yan Qianyi’s grasp was like a vise, impossible to shake off.
Seeing this, Yan Ruyi who was sitting on the couch behind hurried forward, "Yan Qianyi! Let go of my mom right now!"
Yan Qianyi’s lips curled coldly, and she increased her grip even more.
"It hurts... Ah! It’s so painful!" Han Yarong cried out in pain.
Yan Ruyi immediately reached out to help, but she was unable to pry Yan Qianyi’s hands off.
She was suddenly kicked on the knee by Yan Qianyi and fell to the ground with a "thump."
"You dare to hit my daughter!"
Han Yarong, furious, reached out to grab Yan Qianyi’s hair.
But before she could touch Yan Qianyi’s hair, her grabbed hand was twisted by Yan Qianyi, causing her to turn around in agony.
At that moment, Aunt Xue, hearing the commotion, rushed over.
Seeing the three of them scuffling inside, she was alarmed.
"Miss! Miss, I’m coming to help you!"
"Don’t come over, Aunt Xue!" Yan Qianyi said sternly, "Go outside and stand guard, don’t let anyone in."
Aunt Xue was stunned.
Now taking a closer look, she realized it was not a brawl among the three.
To be precise, Yan Qianyi was beating Han Yarong and Yan Ruyi.
The mother and daughter had no chance to fight back.
Seeing that Yan Qianyi was clearly dominating, Aunt Xue finally eased her mind and stepped aside to guard the door.
Suddenly, she saw Yan Hong entering from the villa gate and quickly shouted, "Master, you’re back!"