Rebirth of a Village Girl novel Chapter 914

Chapter 914: 224: Teach you how to behave!_6

"You have no manners at all, do you?" the young woman angrily said. "Is this how everyone from Beijing answers questions?"

Born into a family of privilege, she had always been looked up to, constantly showered with compliments, and this was her first time encountering someone like Ni Yang, who was such a thorn in her side.

Ni Yang slightly raised her eyebrows, retorted, "Comrade, do you even know what ’manners’ means? If you’re so mannerly, is this the attitude you use to ask questions of others?"

"You! You! How can you speak like that?" The young woman was about to explode with anger!

This brash young girl had no sense at all! How dare she be so insolent!

Would anyone dare to do this to her on Taiwan Island?

Ni Yang shrugged slightly, "I speak just like this, what’s the matter? Do you have a problem?" After speaking, she continued, "Even if you have an issue, keep it to yourself. I’m not your mother, why should I pander to you?"

Having said this, Ni Yang picked up her clothes and turned to leave.

As she turned, her black hair traced a perfect arc through the air, exuding an air of authority and beauty, extremely eye-catching.

The young woman, now seething with rage, immediately followed and grabbed Ni Yang by the wrist, "You vile girl, you’re not going anywhere!"

Ni Yang glanced back with a slight curl of her red lips, "Let go!"

Two softly spoken words, yet they carried a chill.

"Vile girl! You can’t leave; tell me, where did you get that bracelet!"

"Not letting go, huh?" Ni Yang smiled, "Then don’t regret it later. Since no one in your family taught you how to behave, I suppose I’ll reluctantly step in!"

Having said that, Ni Yang slowly withdrew her hand.

She seemed not to use much strength, yet the young woman couldn’t muster any resistance.

"Bang!"

Due to the sudden inertia, she lost her balance and fell hard to the ground, in unbearable pain.

Ni Yang looked down at her, lightly dusted off her hands, "Beijing isn’t your home; nor is it a place for you to throw your weight around as a spoiled rich girl. If you bother me again, consider the consequences!"

Unable to best Ni Yang in a fight, the young woman waited until Ni Yang’s figure disappeared at the entrance before she dared to curse loudly:

"Ah! It hurts so much! Vile girl! Vile girl! I’ll kill you!"

"Miss, miss, are you all right?" Seeing the commotion, a servant who had come with her immediately ran over.

The young woman’s features were twisted in anger, "I’m so furious! That vile girl! Why didn’t you come over just now?"

"Sorry, miss, I didn’t see what happened!"

"Useless!" The young woman slapped the servant then reached into her pocket and pulled out a 100 RMB note, "Take this money and buy some medicine!"

Nowadays, everyone is equal, and servants have rights, employers can’t just beat them as they please.

But money can solve anything.

The servant took the money and caught up with the young woman, "Miss, wait for me!"

As long as the pay was right, even getting beaten up a hundred times a day wouldn’t matter. _{frёeweɓηovel.coɱ}

And this was a hundred yuan, equivalent to three months of her salary.

Inside the room, the young Mother Liu was giving Father Liu a massage.

Liu Ru’s sudden entrance took the couple by surprise.

Mother Liu frowned and said, "Child, how can you come in without knocking?"

Liu Ru went straight to Father Liu, hugged his neck, and started to coo and complain; she briefly explained what had happened, "Dad! Dad! You must stand up for me! That lowly girl was just too hateful!"

Father Liu was approaching his late seventies this year, and Liu Ru was only twenty years old. As a late-life daughter, he doted on her especially, fulfilling almost her every wish, and smiled, saying,

"There, there, Dad will get your revenge! Xiaoru, don’t be angry anymore; a girl looks worst when crying."

Mother Liu laughed, "These girls in Beijing just don’t have the discernment; they don’t even see who’s daughter you are to dare provoke you. Xiaoru, just wait, your dad will surely get revenge for you!"

Father Liu was almost eighty this year, but Mother Liu was only in her fifties, and she kept herself well-maintained, looking almost like someone in their thirties or forties, with a particularly elegant air and a pretty face.

Liu Ru inherited her skin from Father Liu, and her looks from Mother Liu.

Seeing both parents on her side, Liu Ru was overjoyed and added, "Right, I also saw that bracelet on that lowly girl’s wrist."

"What bracelet?" Father Liu asked.

"The bracelet from that old photo! That bracelet is really pretty! It looks so much better than in the photo!" At the end of her statement, Liu Ru’s eyes lit up.

"Dad, my grandaunt must still be alive! Can’t we find her soon?"

Before Father Liu could speak, Mother Liu was beside herself with excitement, grabbing Liu Ru’s arm, "Xiaoru, did you really see it? That means your grandaunt is still alive!"

"Really!" Liu Ru nodded, "Mom, think about it, have I ever misjudged any fine thing I’ve seen? Would I make a mistake?"

Father Liu frowned and then said, "But there’s always a bit of a discrepancy between a photo and the real thing. How do you know that bracelet was your grandaunt’s?"