C28 (2/2)

She didn't dare to say that her leg was hurting, but she also didn't dare to let Zhuo WeiTing leave.

That day, Zi Yan had become much more cheerful, and she was very grateful, grateful to the Zhuo father and son. She left in such a quiet manner, yet they did not reprimand her.

Originally, Zhuo WeiTing had prepared a wheelchair for Zi Yan, but since Zi Yan didn't like it, she felt like a cripple.

On the second day they returned to the Zhuo Family home, Zi Yan took the initiative to ask for supplementary lessons, so she didn't want them to worry about her anymore.

She was already Mrs. Zhuo, and she couldn't be like a child any longer. She had to grow up and be worthy of being Mrs. Zhuo.

However, her running away from home and the news of Zhuo WeiTing reporting had completely exposed her relationship with him.

In the outside world, it was even rumored that Zhuo WeiTing had used underhanded methods to force her to marry into the Zhuo Family. It was also said that she had fled because she could not bear the abuse of the Zhuo Family.

The next moment, the all-pervasive media reporter dug up all her past.

It was just that Zi Yan did not know that there had already been such a big commotion outside.

Zhuo Weiting turned the Zhuo family into a piece of pure land, and all the newspapers in the house were closed, and no one was allowed to talk about it.

Even the reporter at the door was dealt with by the police.

However, there were still many passersby outside the Zhuo Family's gate. They would glance over at the Zhuo Family from time to time.

However, after much deliberation, he had missed out on the Song Family and Song Laidi's thick skin.

That morning, Zhuo WeiTing went to work while Zhuo Minghui went to play chess at his old friend's house.

In the morning, Zi Yan studied foreign languages and music.

At 9: 30 in the morning, the foreign language class ended. After sending off the teacher, Zi Yan rested for a while and prepared to begin her music class.

However, without reporting to Zi Yan, Aunt Gui had brought the Song Family that she didn't want to see the most.

”Young mistress, your mother's elder sister has come to see you.”

Madam Gui did not know about the matters between the Song sisters and thought that Song Laidi's appearance would make Zi Yan happier.

Originally, she was also doing this out of good intentions, so she let Song Laidi in without asking for Zi Yan's permission.

”Sister Gui, please ask this lady to leave. My surname is Zhuo, not Song.”

When Zi Yan saw Song Laidi's malicious smile, her good mood instantly disappeared.

Ah!” ”Young mistress, this …

”Sister, you don't have to be so afraid of me. I only came to see you under father's orders.”

As Song Laidi spoke, she even sat down on the sofa.

”The person has already seen it. You can invite him now.”

Zi Yan's face was cold. If it was the past, she would definitely have acted like this. But this was the Zhuo Family, her home. Song Laidi was only an outsider, so there was no need to be afraid of her.

”Tsk, tsk, the person with a husband is indeed different. He is more courageous than before.”

Song Laidi taunted.

”Have you said enough? If you've said enough, please leave. I'm about to start class.”

Zi Yan stood up with her cane, gesturing to the awkward music teacher to start her lessons.

”Sister, is this how the Zhuo Family treats its guests? Even if you don't welcome me, the person who comes is a guest, right?

Song Laidi did not seem to plan to leave just like that. She crossed her legs and asked for tea.

”Young mistress, this …”

Aunt Gui stood at the side, feeling rather embarrassed. It was true that she should serve tea and snacks to the guests, but it seemed that the young mistress was very, very unhappy.

”Aunt Gui, let's see her leave after she finishes her tea. Our Zhuo Family will not receive anyone surnamed Song in the future.”

As Zi Yan spoke, she turned and walked upstairs.

”Lil 'Sis, dad asked me to tell you something, I almost forgot.”

As Zi Yan was climbing the stairs, Song Laidi suddenly stood up and walked to her side.

”I have nothing to do with Song. Please don't appear in front of me again.”

Zi Yan stopped, not because she wanted to hear something, but to remind her that she did not want to have anything to do with Song.

”Sister, your words are too heartless. You know that I'm the one who gave you the position of Mrs. Zhuo. You should at least say a word of thanks.”

Song Laidi stood on the stairs, not knowing what to do.

”You're right, I should be grateful to you for abducting me to the Zhuo Family. I thank you for drugging me. Sister Gui, see our guest out.”

Zi Yan looked coldly at Song Laidi. This Third young mistress was like a replica of that woman. She never wanted to see her again, as she hated the Song Family.

With that, Zi Yan pushed Song Laidi away and walked upstairs. She didn't expect Song Laidi to kick Zi Yan when she was about to leave.

”Young Mistress!”

”Mrs. Zhuo!”

The music teacher and sister-in-law saw Zi Yan fall head first onto the stairs and screamed.

Zi Yan was using her hands to prop herself up the stairs, but her face was covered in blood.

Her forehead had hit the edge of the stairs, leaving a long gash on the sharp side. Blood dripped down her forehead and face.

Song Laidi was frightened by Zi Yan's bloodied face. This time, she did not need to speak anymore, and just ran off while walking on her high heels with a pale face.

”Young Mistress, how are you?”

Aunt Gui was also frightened. The Zhuo family knew that their young master doted on the Young Mistress, but today she was injured.

”Call an ambulance.”

The teacher was also frightened. He shouldn't have cared about this, but he had no choice but to pay attention to the daily reports.

He knew that the student had had a tragic childhood, and he sympathized with her.

He originally thought that the truth was like what the report said, that he was forced to marry by Zhuo Weiting using despicable means.

However, hearing the conversation between the Song sisters today, he knew the truth. So every family was a monster.

”No need, I'm fine. Sister Gui, just help me pick up the OK. It's fine.”

Zi Yan used her hand to hold the stairs to prevent Aunt Gui from making a phone call. Compared to the past, this was only a small wound, it was nothing.

”No, I think you need to go to the hospital for this wound.”

Seeing how stubborn Zi Yan was, her teacher had no choice but to forcefully carry her.

Her forehead and face were covered with blood. It was frightening, and there was a lot of blood on the stairs.

”Put me down, no, I don't need to go to the hospital.”

Zi Yan shouted, but her head was spinning.