Shi Yumei raised her hand and slapped Sang Wan’s face, and Mrs. Li and the others all let out cries of alarm. Sang Wan yelled in fright and hastily dodged backward, while Liu Ya, also screaming, instinctively stepped forward to block the blow. A crisp "smack" sounded as Liu Ya’s face took the hit.
The crowd shouted in shock, rushing forward attempting to restrain Shi Yumei.
But Shi Yumei just sneered and said, "What a loyal slave indeed! Sang Wan, you truly have your ways, not only enchanting men but also not sparing the slaves!" As she spoke, she never ceased her motions, shoving Liu Ya aside with great force before raising her hand again to strike at Sang Wan.
If today I do not tear this vixen’s face apart, then I, Shi Yumei, shall no longer bear the Shi surname!
"Sister! What are you doing?!" Shi Fengju rushed over as soon as he heard the news, and the scene he saw was just this. He hurriedly stepped forward and coldly grabbed Shi Yumei’s arm, "Sister, can’t we talk things over nicely? Must you resort to violence?"
"What’s there to talk about? Ask this woman what she has done before blaming me! Fengju, if you still regard me as your sister, then teach this woman a lesson for me today!" Shi Yumei hatedly withdrew her hand.
"Young Master, give me a divorce letter! I want a divorce letter!" Sang Wan could no longer hold back her tears, which streamed down her face. She knew that whether in her past life or this one, her life in this household was destined to be a tragedy.
One Gu Fangzi had already made her tread carefully at every step, always cautious. Now with the addition of Shi Yumei, whom she absolutely could not provoke, life had become unbearable.
"At least you have some self-awareness!" Shi Yumei scoffed, "A divorce letter? How wishful! Fengju, give her a divorce letter! Divorce this unworthy wife! Isn’t Fangzi who you want to marry? Divorce her and you can have Fangzi, then proceed to live a happy life, which is much better than now!"
"Sister!" Shi Fengju shouted loudly, his face darkening scarily as he stared coldly at Shi Yumei, "What nonsense are you talking about! Miss Wan is my wife, and I will not divorce her!"
Sang Wan’s heart jolted, she bit her lip, and tears fell like rain.
"You, you’re actually shouting at me?" Shi Yumei couldn’t believe her eyes as she looked at Shi Fengju, "You’ve never spoken to me with this tone since we were young, and today, for this woman, you actually shout at me! Fine, fine, haha, it seems I was mistaken. You are indeed family, and I am just an outsider. I deserve to be bullied! How dare I come to seek justice, I should quietly cry in my house, hoping to be grudgingly given a bowl of food!"
Shi Yumei covered her face, crying as she rushed out of the house. Shi Fengju anxiously instructed, "Quick, stop her!"
The maids and servants snapped out of their daze, calling "Madam!" as they ran after her, but it was already too late.
Shi Fengju frowned darkly, his sister was becoming more and more unreasonable, surely she went to complain to their mother again.
"Miss Wan," Shi Fengju took her by the shoulders and said softly, "Stop crying, I’m sorry, I’ve let you suffer again! Don’t cry, don’t cry!"
Sang Wan pushed him away forcefully, wiping away tears, "Young Master, be it a divorce or separation letter, it’s all up to you. What can I, a mere woman, do? I can no longer stay in this household!"
"No!" Shi Fengju felt a sudden pang of pain in his heart, and he quickly embraced Sang Wan tightly in his arms, refusing to let go, "Be it separation or divorce, I will not give it to you! Miss Wan, don’t say that again!"
Sang Wan, struggling and angry, pinched him hard around his waist. Shi Fengju winced in pain and inhaled sharply, holding her even tighter as if to meld her into his own body, and painfully said, "Miss Wan, if you’re angry inside, you can hit me, scold me, but I won’t let you leave!"
Sang Wan’s hands dropped powerlessly, and she cried, "Are you happy to see me bullied? One is your sister, the other your cousin, what exactly do you want to do to me!"
"Miss Wan!" Shi Fengju sighed, "Tell me what happened, Miss Wan, I will take care of it for you."
"How many times can you take care of it?" Sang Wan scoffed, "Don’t pretend like you can always be with me. If you’re always protecting me, I’ll end up being labeled as a shrewish, jealous wife! You ask what happened? You better go ask your sister! I don’t know what nonsense she’s heard to come here and make a scene!"
"Miss Wan, Miss Wan!" Shi Fengju gently patted her back to comfort her, "Miss Wan, even you said my sister came here making trouble after hearing some nonsense. This means it’s a misunderstanding. Don’t be angry, okay? Miss Wan, be good, I will clear this up for you, be good, Miss Wan, please don’t be angry, alright?"
Shi Fengju coaxed her gently, while Sang Wan felt furious and wronged within, a tangle of emotions swirling inside her, tears still falling unabated.
"Miss Wan, let’s go to mother’s place," Shi Fengju slightly let go of her and gently held her face to wipe away her tears, smiling, "Alright now, don’t be sad. Let’s go. My sister must have gone to mother’s place to complain by now. We can’t let her distort truth with her complaints, let’s go!"
Saying so, Shi Fengju took her hand and walked outside.
Seeing Sang Wan hesitate and unwilling to move, Shi Fengju smiled and said, "Miss Wan, you don’t want to clear up the misunderstanding?"
Sang Wan was stunned, thinking that indeed she must make Shi Yumei give her an explanation. She couldn’t be humiliated for no reason. If she didn’t go now, the truth would be whatever Shi Yumei says it is.
"Let’s go, let’s hurry!" Shi Fengju saw her expression soften and immediately pulled her along, with Mrs. Li, Xingzhi, and Liu Ya following behind.