Luo Yao calmed down and followed the three prime ministers to the front yard. Just as she was about to walk towards the front hall, she was stopped by Luo Jiao arrogantly.
"The front hall hasn't been tidied up yet. Please ask my sister to stop in the courtyard for a while. After we have tidied up the front hall, we can invite my sister in."
Did she hear it correctly?
It was midsummer, and even though it was morning, the rising sun was still very hot, and it was burning hot on my body.
They actually went to the front hall themselves and asked her to wait in the courtyard!
Do you really think that if she doesn’t have an attack, she is a sick cat?
She looked at Luo Jiao coldly, "Why do you want me to wait in the hospital?"
Luo Jiao hadn't noticed her anger yet, so she raised her finger and pointed outside the door, "If you don't want to wait in the courtyard, then go and wait outside the door!"
If Luo Yao was treated like this by Luo Jiao in the past, she would just swallow her anger and not dare to say anything.
But she is no longer the Luo Yao she used to be. It's time for her to let Luo Jiao know what it means to be a legitimate daughter and what dignity means.
She approached Luo Jiao, raised her hand and slapped Luo Jiao hard.
Strangely enough, the poison in her body seemed to only suppress her internal strength and did not cause her any other discomfort.
She didn't have any internal strength, but she remembered all the moves, so it was no problem to teach Luo Jiao a lesson.
Luo Jiao covered her beaten face and stared at her angrily, "How dare you hit me!"
The prime minister and his wife who were walking in front stopped and turned around when they heard this, and hurriedly returned to Luo Jiao.
"Jiaojiao, what's wrong with you?" Shu Qing asked distressedly.
Luo Jiao pointed at Luo Yao with red eyes, tears welling up in her eyes, "Mom and Dad, she hit me!"
Luo Zhenming rushed to her with a dark face and slapped her regardless.
She stood impartially and caught Luo Zhenming's slap, "I am Princess Li now, do you dare to touch me?"
"Even if you are a god, then I am also your father. How dare you fight against me? You are really going against the grain!" Luo Zhenming's face turned red with anger, and veins popped out on his forehead.
She coldly pushed Luo Zhenming's hand away and met his angry eyes, "You still know that you are my father? Do you really regard me as your daughter?"
"you……"
Luo Zhenming was so angry that his body trembled, and the muscles on his face also trembled. His shaky body seemed about to collapse.
Seeing this, Shu Qing hurriedly stepped forward to help him, "Master, are you okay?"
"Ahem——"
"Master, don't be angry." Shu Qing patted his back and looked at Luo Yao complainingly, "It's a day to visit your parents when you come home. Is this how you repay your father?"
"Er Niang also knows that today is the day for me to come home?" Luo Yao curled her lips and sneered.
Since he knew it was the day for her to come home, he didn't know to pack up the front hall in advance and asked her to wait in the courtyard under the scorching sun.
You still have the nerve to teach her a lesson!
Shu Qing's lips trembled, "What did you call me?"
Ever since Luo Yao's biological mother passed away and she was taken back to her home by Luo Zhenming, Luo Zhenming asked Luo Yao to call her mother. This was the first time she heard the title "Second Mother".
This title seemed to remind her that she was just a house filler and would never be the real wife.
"Second mother! Have you forgotten that my mother is my father's first wife?"
"you……"
Shu Qing's face turned blue and white, and he was so angry that he couldn't speak.
"Knowing that today is the day for me to come back, Luo Jiao said that the front hall was not tidied up and asked me to wait in the courtyard in the sun. With your attitude, it's lucky that King Li didn't come, otherwise the Prime Minister's Mansion would be embarrassed by you. It’s over.”
Luo Zhenming looked puzzled, covering his chest and asked: "What are you talking about?"
She looked at Luo Jiao and said, "You'd better ask your good daughter!"
Luo Zhenming focused his attention on Luo Jiao, "What's going on?"
"I, I just saw that the front hall was a little messy. I wanted to go in and tidy up the front hall first, and then invited my sister in, but my sister beat me."
After speaking, Luo Jiao squeezed out a few tears of grievance in front of several people.
Luo Zhenming's eyes were full of heartache, "Okay, it's not your fault, please stop crying."
"My sister always bullied me in the past. I didn't expect that it would still be the same after I got married. Oooh, my face hurts so much. Will I be disfigured and never be able to get married again?"
Luo Jiao cried louder and louder, as if she was really disfigured.
When Shu Qing saw it, she also shed tears, "In the past years since I married into this family, I have been helping you take care of all the affairs in the house, and I have also done my best for Yaoyao, but Yaoyao never looked at me seriously, and she always went away. You're complaining about it, what exactly am I trying to do?"
At first, Luo Yao was bullied by Shu Qing and her daughter, and she would indeed go to Luo Zhenming to complain.
But every time she was punished severely by Luo Zhenming, and he even warned her that if she continued to slander Shu Qing, she would be kicked out of the house.
Poor young Luoyao, not long after her mother died, her father also "died".
From that moment on, she knew that this father was no longer hers, and he would never believe anything she said.
She will take back bit by bit the bullying she suffered in the past!
Luo Yao was amused by Shu Qing's words, "You don't know what Er Niang is trying to do?"
"What do you mean?"
"Where did all the wealth my mother left me go?" Since they were all upset, she didn't bother to talk in circles with them.
As soon as these words came out, Shu Qing and Luo Jiao changed their faces at the same time.
Lan Qin was a good businessman at that time and accumulated a lot of wealth. He even helped Luo Zhenming, a poor boy, to obtain fame and help him gradually rise to the position of prime minister.
After Lan Qin died, he left a lot of family property to Luo Yao, but it all fell into the hands of Shu Qing. She still doesn't know what Lan Qin left for her.
Shu Qing came to his senses and hurriedly explained to Luo Yao, "Your mother has been dead for many years, and you have spent a lot on food and clothing over the years. All the little wealth your mother left behind has been spent on you."
"Where's the account book? Bring it to me."
"this……"
Lan Qin's family wealth was swallowed up by her, where did she get the account books?
Luo Yao raised her hands to cover her eyes, blocking the direct sunlight, and said casually: "It's okay, Er Niang, take your time to find her, I'll wait for you in the front hall."
After saying that, she passed by the three of them and went straight into the front hall.
After Luo Zhenming and the other two looked at each other in confusion, they followed her into the front hall with their own thoughts.
After glancing at Luo Yao, Luo Zhenming's expression softened a lot. He waved his hand to Shu Qing, "Go and show her the account book to make her give up."
"yes."
Shu Qing took Luo Jiao to get the account book, and the mother and daughter stopped in the backyard.
Luo Jiao said with an indignant look: "I don't know why this Luo Yao is crazy. She seems to be a different person when she comes back this time. Not only does she dare to beat me, but she also wants to read the account books. What happened to her?"
Shu Qing also couldn't figure out why Luo Yao suddenly changed her gender, but she had already thought of a countermeasure.
"Don't be afraid, mother told you..."
Luo Jiao nodded happily, "I'll do it right away."
Luo Yao finished a pot of tea and finally got Shu Qing and her daughter back. Shu Qing walked up to her with the account book and handed it over.
"This is the account book that records the expenses of the family property left by your mother. Take a look!"
Luo Yao took the brand new account book, opened it and frowned after a cursory glance, "Are you sure this is the account book you have been using for many years?"
