Fang Yuying stood there, and no one dared to make a sound. A group of collateral Fang Family disciples didn’t even dare to breathe heavily, each bowed their heads, pretending to be good students listening to teachings, not daring to show any disrespect to Fang Yuying.
For a prestigious family like the Fang Family, bloodline is of utmost importance, as is ancestry. Who is Fang Yuying? She’s the daughter of the Fang Family’s Second Elder, a direct bloodline, already at the Heavenly Level, strong and formidable. Among her peers, only Fang Xiangzai can suppress her, and no one else can.
They are just a group of collateral Fang Family disciples; how would they dare oppose Fang Yuying, not even daring to talk back.
"A bunch of cowards," Fang Yuying sneered, giving no face to these people, nor was she obliged to. To her, Fang Yi is like a reverse scale, and she saw the scene where everyone insulted Fang Yi just now.
Even as Fang Yuying insulted them, these collateral disciples dared not show any displeasure or rebuttal.
At that mont, a voice sounded: "Sister, don’t be so angry. What’s there to be mad about? It’s really not worth it to get mad over these people."
It was a woman’s voice, crisp and clear, as a young girl with a fox fur scarf walked over.
This girl had a delicate face, smiling happily, exuding the aura of a wealthy family’s missus. The smile on her face was exceedingly serene, yet it carried a maturity beyond her age.
Fang Yuying saw this girl and furrowed her brows slightly: "Fang Yingying, why are you here causing trouble when I’m teaching people a lesson."
The girl nad Fang Yingying laughed and said, "How could I be causing trouble for you, Sister? I’m here to cheer you on."
The next mont, the girl walked up to a man a head taller than her and suddenly kicked the man’s crotch. The man clutched his crotch in agony and knelt on the ground.
Fang Yi raised an eyebrow; this girl was far from simple.
Fang Yuying was also a little surprised and saw the girl turn her head, smiling brightly: "Sister, see, I’m cheering you on, right?"
Fang Yuying snorted coldly and turned her head away.
"Alright, alright, you all better scatter. If you don’t leave, Sister Yuying will surely give you a good beating, and I might have to help her too."
Fang Yingying’s voice was sweet, yet it sent chills down the spines of these collateral disciples. They feared her even more than Fang Yuying and quickly scattered like birds and beasts, leaving the courtyard tranquil.
"Everyone’s gone, Fang Yingying, get lost too," Fang Yuying said coldly.
"How can that be?" Fang Yingying glanced around with her beautiful eyes towards Fang Yi and smiled: "I haven’t said a few words to this new brother yet." With that, she rushed towards Fang Yi.
Fang Yingying did not care that she was a girl and directly lunged at Fang Yi. However, just as she was about to land on Fang Yi, Fang Yi flicked the stone table, sending himself flying backward, and Fang Yingying pounced on empty air.
Fang Yi calmly sat on another stone stool, holding a cigarette in his mouth, lighting it with a snap, and smiled at Fang Yingying: "Little sister, n and won shouldn’t be so close. Don’t be too excited."
Fang Yingying pouted: "But we are siblings, how can we talk about n and won keeping their distance? Besides, taking a hit doesn’t make you lose a piece of at. I wanted you to feel my passion."
Fang Yingying’s pitiful appearance made one want to hold her in their arms and comfort her.
"Haha," Fang Yi laughed and said: "I’ve already felt your passion."
Fang Yingying stood up, trying to pounce over again, whining: "But you still haven’t really felt it yet."
"Fang Yingying!"
The stone table suddenly shook, Fang Yuying slapped the stone table, and it showed signs of cracking.
Fang Yingying wasn’t afraid, her laughter was like silver bells, clear and pleasing: "Sister Yuying, my heart is very fragile, don’t scare people like that, okay?" Her eyes fluttered innocently.
Fang Yuying coldly laughed: "I’ll warn you one last ti, if you don’t leave now, don’t bla for being impolite."
Fang Yingying pouted: "Fine, Sister Yuying, you’re so an, I’ll leave then."
She stood up, suddenly chuckling and waving at Fang Yi: "Dear brother, rember to co play with ."
Fang Yi also waved: "I will."
Fang Yingying, like a happy bird, skipped away, humming a tune. The sweet, crisp sound echoed in the courtyard.
"Hey," Fang Yuying kicked Fang Yi.
"What’s up?" Fang Yi withdrew his gaze, smiling.
"Have you been bewitched by that little swindler?" Fang Yuying looked at him condescendingly.
"Little swindler?"
Fang Yuying sneered: "She really is a little swindler, full of tricks, not as simple as she looks. Her heart is very ruthless. You haven’t been bewitched by her, have you?"
Fang Yi said: "With you around, how dare I be bewitched by her."
Fang Yuying said: "I’m just reminding you that if you really don’t listen to my advice, there’s nothing I can do. Just don’t end up being sold off and helping count the money."
Fang Yi nodded and smiled: "Okay, I’ve got it."
In fact, Fang Yuying wasn’t truly afraid of Fang Yi being deceived. As they traveled, Fang Yuying gradually ca to understand Fang Yi. From handling various matters, no one had ever taken advantage of him.
Fang Yuying took a deep breath, and her eyes grew a bit solemn. Suddenly, she placed her jade hand gently on Fang Yi’s shoulder and softly said: "Welco back."
Fang Yi grinned widely.
I promised you, I’ve accomplished all of it!
...
Afterward, Fang Yi wandered leisurely with Fang Yuying in the vast mansion. Everywhere they passed, the servants respectfully greeted Fang Yuying, seemingly ignoring Fang Yi. However, Fang Yuying sternly instructed them to address Fang Yi as "young master," insisting on every title, slapping anyone who made mistakes.
Fang Yi was amused, saying it wasn’t necessary, but Fang Yuying was very stubborn, insisting that it was essential. Fang Yi couldn’t resist her and let her do as she pleased.
They walked for a while and ca to a secluded place in the mansion, where the trees were withered and the vines yellow.
In the cold winter, the trees here were already wrapped in straw for warmth, and the whole area was desolate, without any vitality.
At that mont, Fang Yi felt an unusual sensation, and he turned his head to see a figure appearing in the distance.
It was a young man!
The young man wore a peaceful and calm smile, with a face more handso than the Cangyun nation’s stars, yet masculine, exuding an aura of dominance. As he approached, Fang Yi faintly felt sothing calling out to him.
Fang Yuying stared at the approaching person with a smile, her gaze turning stern: "Fang! Xiang! Zai!"
(Fifth update!)
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