Chapter 2, Budding and Awaiting Bloom

It seemed that he was frightened by Bi Yang's cold and ruthless expression, causing Luo Nian to shrink his neck slightly. He lowered his eyelids and said anxiously, "I-I’m sorry, I will go down immediately"

"Mother." A young woman, resembling the woman by five parts, approached wearing a black dress, gently leaning beside her. Her brows were slightly furrowed, and her eyes were filled with an indescribable disdain. "Mother, are we really going to reveal that little wretch today?" Bi Yang. Abirui, the third legitimate daughter of the Abirui family

The two ... ... '' Biyang's eyes widened slightly, showing some surprise. When her mother cast a glance her way, she immediately understood the meaning behind it. Her surprise transformed into a beaming smile, and she laughed heartily, thinking that this time she would not let that little wretch be driven out.

"Mother, if that little wretch goes public, she will rely on our family's reputation to cause trouble outside, which will bring shame upon us. Moreover, elder brother is coming back soon, and that wretch will surely become arrogant again, relying on elder brother's favoritism, which is so annoying!" Bi Yang shook her mother's hand, a hint of jealousy flashing in her eyes. She absolutely did not want that woman flaunting their family's name outside, as she would surely steal her thunder, being nothing more than a shameless vixen's little flirt.

At this moment, within this magnificent castle, in the brightly lit first-floor hall, there is a lively exchange of toasts and cheerful conversations.

The door was kicked open rudely, and Bi Yang crossed her arms as she looked at Luo Nian, a flash of jealousy passing through her eyes. Every time she saw that extremely captivating face, she couldn't help but want to pounce on her and tear her apart

This is a banquet of the illustrious Abrey family from the United Kingdom. The Abrey family has businesses spread across the globe and wields significant influence. However, due to the matriarch's fondness for this land of China, they relocated their main residence here. Nevertheless, this does not diminish their esteemed status, as they are visited daily by countless nobles from around the world.

"Miss, the time has come," said the old butler in a black tailcoat, bowing respectfully to Bi Yang, while continuing to ignore Luo Nian, who was being pulled by the hair.

What are you still dawdling about? Do you really expect us to wait for you?" Bi Yang said impatiently, her gaze fixed on the emerald hairpin adorned with red hair. A hint of malice flickered in her eyes as she recalled this item, which her elder brother had sent back from abroad. At that time, she had thought it was a gift for her and had happily boasted about it to the other noble ladies, especially to Luo Nian, for quite some time. However, when her brother returned, he revealed that it was actually meant for Luo Nian, leaving her utterly humiliated in front of those noble ladies. How dare she wear it? Was it a deliberate reminder of her embarrassment to those below?

She stood up and walked up the spiral staircase, twisting her slender waist

At this moment, in the small bedroom on the fifth floor of the castle, which is even smaller than the servant's room, there is a simple bed, a simple dressing table, and a simple wardrobe, with nothing else beyond that

The sound of footsteps gradually faded away, and Luonian stood still, her red hair softly curling over her shoulders. Her eyes, obscured by bangs, were shrouded in darkness. She crouched down and held the hairpin that had been broken in two in her palm. If it were not for that one warmth that made her feel a sense of attachment, how could she endure like this?

A woman dressed in a deep purple qipao exudes an air of elegance and cold beauty, appearing very mature. She sits on the sofa, embodying the reserved nobility of a refined lady, with a slight smile playing on her lips as she observes everyone in the hall. The corners of her eyes reveal a barely perceptible disdain and arrogance, viewing them as nothing more than a group of lowly individuals clinging to their benefactors. This is the current matriarch of the Aiburi family, Tenjō Mana, the only daughter of Japan's current cabinet minister, a member of the prestigious Japanese aristocracy that has flourished since the era of Emperor Jimmu.

The color of her hair is not merely a simple burgundy or red; it does not appear glaring yet does not seem dull either. It certainly does not give the impression that she resembles a little punk. In the sunlight, it carries a golden, soft radiance, as beautiful and captivating as exquisite silk. It inexplicably evokes a sense that each strand is of the utmost nobility. Naturally, she is aware that this is innate. How many times in her childhood did she, out of jealousy, cut her hair into a messy state? Yet, it always grew back in this enviable color. Wherever she is, regardless of how outstanding she may be, she will overshadow all brilliance like a little vixen.

"Be good." She stuffed something into Bi Yang's hand and whispered close to her ear, "Go and have her prepare it, find an opportunity for her to drink this. Tonight, I will invite the two young masters from the Shi Danni family to stay here." A trace of resentment flickered in her eyes, momentarily shrouding her cold and beautiful face in shadow.

What happened? Tian Tang Zhao looked at her daughter, and the corners of her eyes softened slightly

I truly wish I could kill her

At a secluded back door, a small figure swiftly leaped over the large iron gate like a deer, its bright and clear eyes blinking beautifully. It quickly made its way to the back of the house, where a small hand gently tugged at the rope hanging down from the fifth floor. The body was as light as a feather, climbing up quickly like a gecko, and then it darted through a window. A flash of red light glimmered in the moonlight, as beautiful as a night rainbow

Her bloodthirst is deeply ingrained within her

However, the historically pure and noble Aibery family was disrupted eighteen years ago by the emergence of an illegitimate daughter, which, to outsiders, seemed like a drop of rat droppings in a pot of porridge. For the members of the Aibery family, this was also a stain on their family.

She is wearing a white cocktail dress, and her figure is unexpectedly curvaceous. Due to her small frame, she appears well-developed, which is the only aspect that does not lead one to believe she is underage

Mother

"Stop!" Bi Yang forcefully grabbed the hair of Luo Nian, who was passing by her, and viciously pulled off her hairpin. "How many times have I told you to dye your hair black? Do you treat my words as mere whispers? Or do you want me to personally shave your head bald?"

It is precisely because Zhenyi is about to return that we must hurry to get her out... A shadow of darkness passed through Tian Tang's eyes. How could she, as a mother, not be aware of her precious son's feelings for that little vixen? Therefore, for Zhenyi's future, it is imperative to remove that little thing from their Aibiri family. Coincidentally, she has also turned eighteen and can now do things that adults can do, can't she?

The existence that constantly reminds her of her husband's infidelity has long been something she wished to make disappear. If it were not for the constant suppression by the head of the family, she would not have survived to the age of eighteen. Fortunately, fate has favored her; her husband has returned to England and will not be back for less than three months. Meanwhile, the old master and mistress have gone to Italy at the invitation of old friends. Thus, this household is now under the authority of her, the mistress.

Hmph! You've dirtied my hands! Get down immediately!" With a dismissive tone, Bi Yang threw aside the fallen hairpin and deliberately stepped heavily on the hairpin lying on the ground as she turned to leave, instantly breaking it into two pieces. It doesn't matter, she can endure it a little longer; after all, as long as tonight passes, this little wretch, no matter how charming her appearance, is still a shameless and despicable person who is ridiculed and looked down upon. Although this may come at the cost of tarnishing their family's reputation, it is still worth it compared to driving her away. It doesn't matter, she can endure it a little longer; after all, as long as tonight passes, this little wretch, no matter how charming her appearance, is still a shameless and despicable person who is ridiculed and looked down upon. Although this may come at the cost of tarnishing their family's reputation, it is still worth it compared to driving her away.

The night is rich and deep, with stars shining like bright pearls

Perhaps it is because Biyang is too foolish that she has never realized the price she must pay every time she bullies Luonian is not merely a coincidence

The hair was pulled painfully, and tears glistened in the corners of the eyes, evoking sympathy. "But... but this is natural..."

A petite figure sat in front of the dressing table, carefully tying up her bright red hair, revealing a small, oval face. Her large eyes were as pure and beautiful as glass, complemented by a tiny nose and small red lips, giving her the appearance of a harmless little creature, akin to an innocent and adorable little white rabbit that one would want to hold, caress, love, and feed. This impression, however, could be overshadowed if one were to overlook the faint, ruthless darkness lurking in the depths of her gaze.

On the lush and beautiful hillside of a private mountain, a luxurious European-style castle stands majestically