The Humble Family's Daughter Has A Spatial Pocket! novel Chapter 1303

Chapter 1303: Chapter 1104: The Supple Around the Finger of Little Prince Xiao (16)

"Miss, let’s hurry to the Old Madam’s courtyard!"

The nanny and Xue Hua were urging Ye Yueying, looking as though they wanted her to rush over and reclaim the marriage proposal.

Ye Yueying, however, took off her cloak, poured herself a cup of tea, and leisurely drank it. "No need to go. If I were to rush into this now without an ounce of tact, that would truly be humiliating."

Second Young Master Qi did not avoid his cousin, which already reveals Qi Family’s stance.

For Qi Family to attend today’s invitation shows they do want to form a marriage alliance with Weng Family, but unfortunately, their intended bride is Miss Weng—eldest daughter—not her.

Regarding this, she could understand. Compared to herself, a lonely orphan living under the Weng Family’s roof, it’s clear that the legitimate daughter of the Weng Family is the better choice.

From the beginning, Ye Yueying had never cared about this marriage proposal. Now that her cousin had intercepted it, she felt she should thank her.

Still, it undoubtedly betrayed the painstaking efforts of her grandmother.

In the courtyard of the Weng Old Madam, Madam Weng and Madam Qi were chatting animatedly.

The Weng Old Madam looked at the two of them, seemingly eager to exchange engagement tokens, and became so angry her liver hurt. She disregarded etiquette and claimed she was feeling unwell, asking them to withdraw.

Madam Qi, to her credit, still preserved some semblance of courtesy. Knowing it was somewhat inappropriate to abruptly switch the intended fiancée, she bowed apologetically to Madam Weng before turning to leave.

As for Madam Weng, she was silently harboring resentment against the Old Madam. 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

Second Young Master Qi’s appearance and talents were renowned throughout Youzhou Prefecture. Such an ideal son-in-law—why wouldn’t the mother-in-law focus on her own daughter first? Instead, she rushed to match him with the orphaned niece. Truly, the Old Madam favored outsiders over her own family.

Having lost the engagement she picked for her granddaughter, the Weng Old Madam grew distressed and fell ill.

Upon learning this, Ye Yueying promptly came to visit her.

"Grandmother, you mustn’t be upset. I never felt anything for Second Young Master Qi to begin with. If my cousin likes him, let her have him."

The Weng Old Madam lay on the bed, apologetically holding Ye Yueying’s hand.

The eldest daughter-in-law’s behavior was so brazen—directly snatching away the engagement proposal, and from an orphaned niece who had no parents to speak up for her. How heartless and unkind!

Ye Yueying consoled her, "Grandmother, it’s all right. Whether I marry or not, I’ll live well in the days to come."

Upon hearing Ye Yueying mention not marrying, the Weng Old Madam’s face fell. "Good child, if Second Young Master Qi wasn’t meant to be, I will find someone else worthy for you."

Ye Yueying did not argue with the Old Madam, simply saying, "Then Grandmother must take care of her health first."

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Main Courtyard.

Madam Weng cheerfully sent off the Qi Family. Upon her return to the residence, she was immediately greeted by her eldest daughter’s complaints.

"What does Grandmother mean by this? Qi Family picked me, yet she fell ill. Is she deliberately trying to ruin my mood and make me uncomfortable? Who acts like this as a grandmother?"

Second Miss Weng pouted, "Grandmother’s favoritism isn’t new. We’re really unlucky to have such a grandmother!"

Madam Weng sneered, "What good does favoritism do? In the end, didn’t Qi Family still reject that orphan girl?" Then she smiled and assessed her eldest daughter with satisfaction.

"My child, don’t fuss over such trivial matters. I’ve already made arrangements with Madam Qi. In a few days, she will bring the matchmaker over to formally propose. You just need to focus on preparing your dowry."

Only then did First Miss Weng smile. "Mother, since Qi Family is an aristocratic household, my dowry can’t appear shabby."

Madam Weng smiled lightly, "Don’t worry, I’ve long been preparing your dowry. It will certainly not leave you inferior to any sister-in-law."

Second Miss Weng promptly inquired, "Mother, what about mine?"

Madam Weng tapped her second daughter on the forehead in mock irritation. "Yours won’t be lacking either." Then, with a smug smile, she continued, "The Ye Family’s wealth has long been divided into four parts. Two portions were used when your elder brother and second brother got married. Of the remaining two, you each will have one, ensuring your weddings are splendid."

Upon hearing this, First and Second Miss Weng exchanged delighted looks.

The Ye Family’s wealth was indeed substantial. When it was brought into the residence years ago, they had peeked and seen it filled up more than ten warehouses.

The mother and daughters all conveniently forgot that Ye Family’s fortune actually belonged to Ye Yueying.

In their minds, having raised Ye Yueying for so many years, these things naturally belonged to the Weng Family now.

With the spear in hand, Ye Yueying struck fiercely, sweeping and slashing, incapacitating the maids and servants until cries of pain echoed across the courtyard.

Nobody in Weng Family had ever seen Ye Yueying display her martial prowess. Today, as she unleashed her skills, one by one froze in shock and fear.

Second Young Master Qi was also dumbfounded. He knew the initially proposed bride was Ye Yueying, the orphaned cousin staying with Weng Family.

Watching her commanding presence and masterful spear work, his heart raced uncontrollably. He suddenly regretted choosing First Miss Weng.

"What is the meaning of this?"

Weng Old Master entered the courtyard with his two sons, his face darkened in fury. Seeing Ye Yueying wielding the spear in the center, his gaze flickered briefly before annoyance took over. "Yueying, what are you doing?"

Without waiting for an answer, he ordered his steward, "Take the spear away from her!"

The steward nodded resolutely and approached Ye Yueying.

In his mind—as in everyone’s—once Weng Old Master had issued an order, Ye Yueying wouldn’t dare defy him.

However, as the steward closed the gap to just a few steps, Ye Yueying lowered the spear, then abruptly thrust it forward.

Before the steward could react, the spearhead was already pressed against his throat.

The chilling pressure of the weapon sent beads of sweat rolling down the steward’s forehead, causing his legs to shake uncontrollably.

Weng Old Master had not hesitated to command, yet he was utterly stunned when Ye Yueying defied him so boldly. He momentarily lost his voice.

"Tell me, do you think I dare pierce through your throat?"

Ye Yueying fixed her eyes on the steward. Though the words seemed directed at him, everyone present felt the weight of her statement.

The courtyard fell deathly silent.

After a while, Ye Yueying withdrew the spear and strode toward the courtyard gates. Pausing beside Weng Old Master, she spoke without turning: "Uncle, the Weng Family’s act of sheltering me—I remember and appreciate it. But when it comes to Ye Family’s fortune, I’ve chosen to stay quiet. Still, my parents’ heirlooms are untouchable—not a single item."

With that, Ye Yueying left the courtyard, leaving behind a group stunned into silence.