Qian Yiyun had been staying at her sister-in-law’s place for some time. She was well aware of Aunt Wang’s personality and knew why she was looking for her.
“Aunt Yiyun, that bad person is here again.”
Rong’er and Zheng’er became afraid instinctively when they heard Aunt Wang’s voice.
They still remembered how Aunt Wang had pushed their mother to the ground and her head was covered in blood.
Zheng’er might have been taken away if their mother had not woken up and thrown Aunt Wang out the house. Since Aunt Wang was here again, she must be up to no good again.
“Don’t be afraid. I’m here.”
Qian Yiyun placed Lu’er on the bed and asked Rong’er and Xiao’er to watch over him.
“Stay here and watch Lu’er obediently. I’ll teach that old woman a lesson!”
With that, she turned around, left the room, and headed down the treehouse. She wanted to find out what that old woman wanted. Is she here to snatch the children?
There are so many kind people in the An Clan village. How can there be such a disgusting woman like her?
She must be that piece of rat poop in a bowl of warm porridge.
With her hands on her hips, Aunt Wang waited for An Jiuyue to come down. She wanted to threaten her to hand over her son obediently.
To her surprise, the person who came down was not An Jiuyue, but a familiar young lady.
“You…”
“Aren’t you Aunt Wang?”
Qian Yiyun asked coldly with a fake smile.
She could not be bothered to pretend to be courteous towards such a vicious old woman.
The more polite someone treated her, the more she would be convinced she was blessed and everything she did was right—even if what she did was inhumane.
“Why are you looking for Sister Jiuyue in broad daylight?” she asked.
“Uh…”
Aunt Wang was stunned by her curt question and did not know how to respond.
She was here to look for An Jiuyue. She had made up her mind to threaten her into handing over one of her children, specifically either Rong’er or Zheng’er, whom Ministry Councilor He favored.
However, she did not expect Qian Yiyun, the daughter of a wealthy family, to live in An Jiuyue’s house.
“Miss Yiyun! Didn’t you… leave long ago?”
She remembered Qian Yiyun had already left with the others. Why is she still here? How esteemed must An Jiuyue be for Qian Yiyun to stay here?
“What does that have to do with you?” Qian Yiyun retorted coldly.
“I like this place. It’s none of your business if I want to stay here for a year or so. Don’t you agree, Aunt Wang?”
“Yes, yes.”
Aunt Wang could only agree. How else could she have answered?
“Um… I’m looking for An Jiuyue. It’s urgent. Is she around?”
She probed, hoping the young lady did not discover her intentions of selling An Jiuyue’s son.
However, she thought about it again and thought it did not matter even if Qian Yiyun found out about it. This concerns An Jiuyue’s child. What does this have to do with Qian Yiyun?
“Sister Jiuyue isn’t here,” Qian Yiyun said.
“She’s not here?”
When Aunt Wang heard her reply, she came up with a brilliant idea.