Wan Qingyun heard her younger sister Wan Xiaoxiao's voice coming from the courtyard entrance, and turned her wheelchair towards the door.
She had walked this path over and over, she was very familiar with it.
As soon as she arrived at the small courtyard, the quarreling grew more intense.
"What do you want to do?!"
"What do we want to do? Do you know how much trouble she's caused our Wan Family?"
"Get lost!"
"Ouch…"
Wan Qingyun heard Wan Xiaoxiao fall to the ground, and quickly turned her wheelchair to go out, her voice containing a hint of anger:
"Stop!"
At this moment, in the small courtyard, stood a woman adorned with gold and silver, her face looking like that of a sharp-tongued and mean person:
"Oh, I thought you wouldn't dare to come out."
"Sister!" Wan Xiaoxiao saw her sister appear, quickly got up and came behind Wan Qingyun, "Why did you come out…"
Wan Qingyun patted Wan Xiaoxiao's hand: "It's fine."
Immediately after, she turned towards the person who had arrived, who was her second uncle: "Second Uncle, what brings you here?"
"What brings me here? Because of your paralyzed legs and blind eyes, the Jiang Family wants to break off the engagement!"
"Do you know how much this will affect our Wan Family?"
Wan Feng stepped out, his face incomparably gloomy.
There was no hint of family affection in his words, only selfishness and self-interest.
"Exactly! Your brother is about to take over a Fortune 500 company, and at this critical juncture, the Jiang Family breaking off the engagement… Speak! Is it you, you little slut, who's been secretly causing trouble?!"
Li Rong, who was Wan Qingyun's second aunt, spoke with a foul mouth, full of meanness.
"Old woman, shut up! You're the slut!" Wan Xiaoxiao, standing beside Wan Qingyun, became furious upon hearing Li Rong's insults.
"Heh, she said her, not you, right? You're always idle, playing around everywhere. Your grades are always at the bottom, you've completely disgraced our Wan Family! Is that how your mother taught you two?"
At this, Li Rong feigned surprise, covering her mouth.
"Ah, I forgot, you two don't have a mother now."
"You!"
Wan Xiaoxiao's eyes were red, and a huge surge of anger instantly rose in her heart.
After taking just two steps, Wan Xiaoxiao found her hand tightly held by Wan Qingyun.
Although she stopped her sister, her slightly trembling slender hand also revealed her inner anger.
But compared to anger, she was more afraid of her sister being hurt.
"In this situation, we must make amends; we cannot let the Jiang Family break off the engagement." Wan Feng looked coldly at the Wan Qingyun sisters.
"Are you saying you cannot survive without the Jiang Family?" Wan Qingyun took a deep breath, forcing down her emotions, and said.
"You still have the nerve to speak? If you had climbed into Young Master Jiang's bed earlier, our Wan Family would be incomparably glorious right now!"
"Are your legs crippled and your brain crippled too? Can't you use your foxy face to properly please Young Master Jiang?"
"Heh, maybe Young Master Jiang likes the unusual, and he'd fancy your type?"
Li Rong's malicious and explicit words pierced Wan Qingyun's heart like steel needles.
"Li Rong! If you say one more word, I'll tear your mouth off!"
Wan Xiaoxiao trembled with rage beside her; every word from Li Rong trampled Wan Qingyun's self-esteem repeatedly.
Every word was heartbreaking.
"I will handle this matter myself; the Wan Family will not be affected."
Wan Qingyun's hands trembled as she clasped them on her lap, trying to hide her tumultuous emotions.
"You handle it? My dear niece, by the time you're done handling it, our Wan Family will probably have suffered heavy losses."
"Can you bear that responsibility?"
Wan Feng sneered, his words filled with sarcasm towards Wan Qingyun.
"Then, in Second Uncle's opinion, how should it be handled?"
Wan Qingyun clenched her fists tightly, her chest rising and falling slightly.
"You, and your sister, will go serve Young Master Jiang together."
Wan Feng looked indifferently at Wan Qingyun and Wan Xiaoxiao, as if this pair of sisters were nothing more than commodities in his eyes.
A pair of commercial items used to exchange for money and power.
"Wan Feng! How dare you!"
The usually calm and patient Wan Qingyun finally couldn't hold back at this moment; she almost roared at Wan Feng.
Years ago, the Wan Family, specifically Wan Qingyun's lineage, was at its peak.
But because of a certain item, various forces conspired, and the Wan Family was annihilated overnight.
All of Wan Qingyun and Wan Xiaoxiao's relatives died that night.
Only Wan Feng's lineage escaped because they were far from Jiangcheng.
This family later came to Jiangcheng and took over some of the remaining Wan Family properties.
Even so, it was far beyond their previous assets.
After that night, the sisters relied on each other and grew up together.
In Wan Qingyun's heart, Wan Xiaoxiao was her most cherished person, and she would not allow anyone to lay a finger on her.
"I'm not discussing this with you; I'm informing you."
Wan Feng was expressionless, and waved his hand.
A group of bodyguards in suits behind him filed in, holding down Wan Qingyun and Wan Xiaoxiao.
"What are you doing! Let me go! Let go of my sister!"
"Sister!"
Wan Xiaoxiao struggled desperately.
"Xiao Xiao! Are you alright! Xiao Xiao!"
Wan Qingyun was already frail, and now, with strong men gripping her wrists, she couldn't struggle at all.
"You! Mmph…"
"Xiao Xiao! Mmph…"
Both sisters had their mouths gagged.
At this moment, an overwhelming despair drowned Wan Qingyun's mind; she knew they were about to become objects for others' amusement.
Why? Why!
I just want to live the rest of my life peacefully with my sister… Why must you treat me like this?
Paralyzed, blind… Oh, cruel heavens, what more suffering will you inflict upon me!
I hate…
I hate so much!
At this moment, no one noticed a wisp of extremely fine black mist sweeping over Wan Qingyun's body…
On the other side.
Jiang Junyi was trying on clothes, wanting to choose a satisfactory outfit to meet Wan Qingyun.
Even if Wan Qingyun couldn't see, he couldn't be casual.
This wasn't a matter of whether she could see or not; it was a matter of his attitude.
"Tsk, red is too flashy, white is a bit pretentious…" Jiang Junyi held a suit in front of the mirror, looking troubled.
"Young Master, I think a grey overcoat paired with a vintage hunting vest might be a good choice." Uncle Wu bowed slightly beside him, offering his opinion.
Jiang Junyi's eyes lit up upon hearing this: "Not bad, Uncle Wu still has good taste."
"Young Master, you flatter me."
He immediately changed into this outfit; his tall and upright figure, paired with the grey overcoat, instantly exuded a rugged, mature charm.
It complemented Jiang Junyi's inherently heroic and dignified face perfectly.
Uncle Wu then handed him a pair of black leather gloves.
Jiang Junyi looked left and right in the mirror.
His face was full of satisfaction.
This also has a bit of a villainous style, doesn't it?
At this moment, Uncle Wu's phone rang. After he answered and listened to the content, his expression continuously changed, finally settling into one of extreme coldness.
"Alright, I understand."
Hanging up the phone, Uncle Wu said: "Young Master, Wan Feng of the Wan Family is making things difficult for Young Mistress. The situation is very bad."
Jiang Junyi's hand, which was tidying his clothes, paused slightly. He turned to look at Uncle Wu: "Wan Feng?"
His overcoat shook.
"Let's go."
"Yes."