Chapter 99: 099 Lu Qingyi Gets Tough_1"Oh, you really think I’m a pushover?"

    Lu Qingyi looked at Aunt Lin with a frosty gaze. Sear?h the novёlF~ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

    In the Lu Mansion, no one really considered her as the young lady of the Lu Family.

    Aunt Lin had even made several sarcastic remarks about her.

    "Aunt Lin, what happened..."

    The voice of Yao Meishu came over, abruptly cutting off the moment she saw Lu Qingyi.

    She had just returned home to find the living room in shambles, and was about to question Aunt Lin about it, when she saw Lu Qingyi.

    Lu Qingyi raised an eyebrow, "Back already?"

    "Decided to break up with me, have you?"

    Yao Meishu calmly changed her shoes at the entrance, her tone quite cold.

    Just as she finished switching shoes, her expression froze. She remembered clearly that there was a vase here, where was it now?

    "Yao Meishu, everyone has their limits."

    Lu Qingyi took a few steps towards Yao Meishu.

    She dropped the respectful address of ’Madam Yao’, instead calling Yao Meishu by her full name.

    "I am your mother." Yao Meishu repeated this many times.

    Being addressed by her full name by Lu Qingyi, Yao Meishu felt quite displeased.

    "Did you rip my book?"

    Lu Qingyi was slightly taller than Yao Meishu. Looking down at her gave her a feeling of authority.

    Her voice was very cold, colder than it had ever been.

    "Yes." Yao Meishu had nothing to hide. She admitted it openly.

    The moment she was dragged away by Xu Yi, she felt as if her dignity had been greatly insulted.

    When had she ever experienced such treatment? As the wife of Lu Yao, she was always pampered wherever she went.

    With her temper flaring, she had gone to the 20th-grade classroom and vented her anger on Lu Qingyi’s book.

    "Good, very good."

    Lu Qingyi laughed, clapping her hands, the smile on her face chillingly cold.

    "Madam, the vase in the living room and all the fragile items were smashed by the young lady."

    Aunt Lin began to complain to Yao Meishu.

    Yao Meishu’s gaze fell on the devastated living room. As expected, all the fragile items were now broken, the room was filled with shattered glass and porcelain.

    "Lu Qingyi, you..."

    "Yao Meishu, everyone has a bottom line."

    Before Yao Meishu could finish her sentence, she was interrupted by Lu Qingyi.

    Yao Meishu could dislike her, could be cold to her, could show her no concern. But if she was going to interfere with her life and challenge her bottom line under the guise of motherhood, then she didn’t want to hold back any longer.

    "Don’t forget who you are. The things you broke will take several lifetimes for you to repay."

    Yao Meishu’s chest heaved, some of these pieces were very valuable, some of the porcelain was bought at great cost through connections.

    "I’ll repay you."

    Lu Qingyi pulled a bank card from her pocket and threw it towards Yao Meishu.

    The sharp edge of the bank card cut Yao Meishu’s face, blood trickling down.

    "Lu Qingyi."

    Yao Meishu was both angry and anxious. She held her face.

    All women are vain creatures, and she was no exception. The moment her face was cut, she panicked.

    "I have enough money, and we are not even in the same hukou."

    A hint of a cold smile graced the corners of Lu Qingyi’s mouth. The implication clear - they were completely through.

    From now on, she wouldn’t give a damn about their minor blood connection.

    Since she was born, her hukou had always been with her grandmother. Now that her grandmother was no longer around, she was all alone on a hukou.

    She had no connection with Yao Meishu whatsoever.

    "Lu Qingyi, you’ll regret this."

    Yao Meishu felt she had been insulted in a way she had never before. She said with clenched teeth.

    She had never been slapped with money in her life, and the first time it happened, it was by her own daughter.

    Aunt Lin was a bit panicked as she stood aside, at a loss as to what to do.

    "Heh."

    Lu Qingyi let out a sudden laugh, her voice cold.

    "Aunt Lin..."

    Yao Meishu called out, and Aunt Lin made a movement as though to go upstairs.

    "Thud." Suddenly a sound echoed, as Aunt Lin knelt on the floor, her face writhed in pain.

    Lu Qingyi, playing with a small stone in her hand, smirked coldly.

    Did she think she can just go upstairs right under her watch?

    "Madam..."

    Aunt Lin’s face twisted with pain as she covered her knee and groaned.

    "Yao Meishu, let me make it clear today. I have tolerated you up till now because of my grandmother. But if you cross my line, I don’t know what I’ll do."

    Picking up a tea cup, Lu Qingyi turned it around a few times in her hand before smashing it hard on the floor.

    The crisp sound of the tea cup shattering into countless pieces echoed throughout the room.

    "Lu Qingyi, I’m going to sue you for trespassing."

    Yao Meishu pulled out her phone from her bag, ready to make a call.

    So many things were broken, and it pained her heart - they were all things bought with a lot of money.

    "Be my guest."

    Lu Qingyi lazily sat down on the sofa, cross-legged, her eyes flickered with a teasing smile as she looked at Yao Meishu.

    She wanted to sue her?

    Ha.

    Yao Meishu clutched her phone, hesitated from dialling the number, her angry gaze fixed on Lu Qingyi.

    She was a person who particularly cared about her image. Many people knew that Lu Qingyi was her daughter. If she sent her own daughter to the police station, what would people think of her?

    Naturally, Lu Qingyi knew Yao Meishu wouldn’t dare make the call. Even if she did, she was not afraid.

    Yao Meishu took a few steps towards Lu Qingyi, her hand raised as if to slap her.

    Lu Qingyi’s eyes narrowed at once; she calmly grabbed Yao Meishu’s hand and then slowly rose to her feet.

    "Want to hit me? You’re not worthy!"

    Her voice was chillingly cold, her gaze on Yao Meishu similarly icy.

    A person who never raised her had no right to discipline her. Much less any right to hit her.

    "Lu Qingyi..."

    Her facial expression filled with pain, Yao Meishu cried out.

    Lu Qingyi had a strong grip, the place where her hand was held was sore and painful.

    Aunt Lin had recovered from the pain, she rose to her feet, picked up a feather duster from the side and was all set to attack Lu Qingyi.

    Lu Qingyi sidestepped smoothly, avoiding the feather duster. Her eyes were cold as she kicked Aunt Lin’s lower body without warning.

    "Ouch!"

    Aunt Lin let out a miserable cry as she fell heavily to the ground.

    Lu Qingyi smirked coldly, gripping Yao Meishu’s wrist even tighter, she suddenly swung Yao Meishu’s hand towards her own face.

    Lu Qingyi’s strength was remarkable, Yao Meishu’s face reddened visibly from the slap.

    "Ah!"

    Yao Meishu screamed, looking incredulously at Lu Qingyi.

    Her face was in pain, as was her palm.

    Lu Qingyi had hit her.

    Yao Meishu backtracked several steps, her gaze held a trace of fear as she looked at Lu Qingyi. It was as though she saw a completely different person through Lu Qingyi.

    The fear in her eyes was genuine.

    Lu Qingyi asked, "Does it hurt?"

    Her voice was somewhat ethereal.