Sister Wang pushed Ye Ning back to the Orchid Garden, and afterwards, for an entire afternoon, she lay in bed in a deep slumber.
Sister Wang saw her and became somewhat worried, recalling how she seemed to have a bit of a cold that morning. Therefore, she took extra care to pay attention, and sure enough, when night fell, Ye Ning began to talk nonsense...
"Don’t, don’t shoot!"
"You... are you even human? Why... why would you do this?"
"Fine, if it’s death you want, let’s die together!!"
No one knew what she was talking about, but Sister Wang saw that her expression was one of great suffering. Her forehead was also covered in sweat, making her look as if she were trapped in some terrible nightmare. When her voice rose in agitation, Sister Wang could see her crying out, "Together in death... together in death..."
Why would she say "together in death"?
Sister Wang was startled by these words and touched her forehead. It wasn’t very hot, just damp with sweat, as though she had been fished out of the water.
What should she do? Should she go ask Dr. Ji for advice?
As she watched the scene, her concern grew, so she left the bedroom, left the garden, and prepared to go to the Bamboo Garden to ask the lady of the house to call for a doctor.
However, as soon as she arrived at the Bamboo Garden, she could hear the lady’s furious scolding from within: "Speak up, who is responsible for this? Who exactly is it?!!"
What has gotten into the lady? Why is she in such a rage all of a sudden?
Hearing this, Sister Wang hurried in, and upon entering, she found to her surprise that nearly all the servants had gathered there, packed like dense bristles, just like students in an assembly field. As she came in, all she saw were heads of people.
And at the forefront of these people, the woman hysterically shouting towards them, who else could it be but the mistress of this garden?
What on earth happened? Why is the lady so furious?
Seeing this, she approached the maid standing at the very back: "Auntie Hu, what’s going on? Why is the lady so angry?"
The person, who was being scolded so harshly they didn’t dare lift their head, suddenly heard someone calling them from behind and turned around: "Sister Wang, something big happened, don’t you know?"
"The incident that happened in the Chrysanthemum Garden today, somehow it got leaked out. Now, whether it’s online or on television, there are news stories about the young mistress everywhere, saying she’s cruel and malicious, not sparing even a one-year-old child!"
Upon hearing this, Sister Wang couldn’t help but curse vehemently without even thinking!
Isn’t it nonsense? Would their young mistress do such a thing? She was a mother herself, how could she possibly harm a child?
Hearing this made Sister Wang’s blood boil. She pulled out her phone and started scrolling through, and sure enough, as soon as she turned on the screen, there it was—unconfirmed news of the O’s young lady’s vicious baby-killing, the headlines so large they made Sister Wang’s pupils shrink.
Who the hell did this? Are they sick or what?
Sister Wang was infuriated too, seeing that beneath the news, there were countless curses directed at the young mistress. As the insults went on, they dug up the girl’s entire past, as if exhuming the history of her ancestors, exposing everything.
For a moment, it caused an uproar across the internet, with each repost of her microblog garnering tens of thousands of comments within minutes.
Having seen enough, Sister Wang could no longer stand by. She swiped her phone screen and directly dialed the third young master’s number...