"You brazen servants, release me at once! If Yan Yile is harmed by you, I’ll have Yiyi beat and kill all of you!"
"Are you even listening to me? You damn servants!"
Sun Family’s furious words echoed in the main courtyard.
Immediately after, the servants in the main courtyard saw Guyu leading the older maids as they escorted Yan Yile across the yard, followed by the obnoxious Sun Family and the anxious and flustered Yan Yihuan.
The main room’s door was wide open, and Daohua sat in the chief seat, clearly observing the scene before her.
When Sun Family arrived at the main courtyard, she stopped entangling with Guyu and the others, and with a loud wail, she dashed straight for the main hall. Upon entering the room, she began giving orders to Daohua:
"Yiyi, what kind of servants have you been raising? Look what they’ve done to Yile! Hurry up, call them off and release Yile at once."
Daohua just watched Sun Family silently, turning a deaf ear to her words, her gaze shifting toward Yan Yile, who was being pushed in.
The older maids, each with a firm grip, shoved Yan Yile forward, causing her to stumble and kneel on the ground.
Seeing this, Sun Family felt terribly heartbroken, glaring furiously at Daohua: "Yiyi, what is the meaning of this? You are heartless. Yile is your sister!"
Daohua’s eyes grew colder: "Auntie, it seems that I have given you too much face over the years, to the point where you have forgotten who you are."
Daohua’s voice was very calm, but it lacked any hint of warmth, sending chills down Yan Yihuan’s spine.
Sun Family was also stunned by Daohua’s indifferent demeanor. The once fierce and blustering Sun Family deflated like a punctured balloon.
But for the sake of her daughter, she still mustered the courage to say: "Yiyi, what kind of attitude is this? I am your elder."
Daohua replied indifferently, "Auntie, when uncle had a concubine outside, he nearly ruined the Yan Family’s hard-earned fortune. According to the family and clan rules, your branch should have been expelled from the Yan Family."
"The reason why you were merely separated was out of consideration for grandmother, and over the years, the first and third branches have been tolerant of you, have not been unkind, and have given you support. Have you forgotten the mistakes you made?"
"Even if grandmother were here today, she wouldn’t say anything if I truly refused to acknowledge you."
Sun Family was momentarily taken aback; knowing she was at fault, she dared not posture as an elder any longer, and with a guilty conscience, she said: "Child, why are you dredging up the past now?"
Daohua’s expression remained unemotional: "Isn’t it because someone’s skin is too thick? In the past, I let things slide to save face for all, but now someone has gone too far, so I have to tear off the mask."
Sun Family wanted to say something but was stopped by Yan Yihuan.
Yan Yihuan looked at Daohua, "Big sister..."
Daohua interrupted her, her eyes no longer as affectionate as before, turning somewhat cold, "Second sister, I don’t like to misplace my anger."
Yan Yihuan felt a tightness in her chest, and the words stuck in her throat.
Daohua was no longer looking at Sun Family or Yan Yihuan, her gaze settling on the kneeling and disheveled Yan Yile: "Disappointed, aren’t you? You are indeed smarter than the other women who have their eyes set on Xiao Yeyang."
Yan Yile’s eyes flickered, biting her lip, "I don’t understand what you’re talking about."
Daohua sneered, "You don’t understand? Then let me guess what you’ve been plotting and planning in your heart."
"You know very well that Xiao Yeyang would never fancy you, and that I will never accept you."
"But you still want to stay in the Prince Residence forever, so what should you do?"
"Xiao Yeyang values the children, so what better way than to win their affection and have them speak well of you on your behalf?"
"During this time, you did quite well; at least most people didn’t notice your true intentions, and you did succeed in getting the children to keep mentioning you in front of Xiao Yeyang."
"Because of the children’s fondness for you, Xiao Yeyang has also improved his attitude toward you, even greeting you of his own accord when you meet by chance."
In the inner chamber, Daozi pouted, looking at Xiao Yeyang as if seeking confirmation, "Dad, is fourth aunt really approaching us on purpose?"
Xiao Yeyang touched his nose, seeming somewhat embarrassed. Sure enough, just as Yiyi said, because the children were still young and grew fond of Yan Yile, he had indeed become much warmer toward her whenever they met by chance.
Outside, Daohua’s speech continued.
"Clutching Daomang, Xiao Yeyang would inevitably save you as well." freeweb\n(o)v.e\l.com
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