Bi Yunyan rubbed her butt and sat up, pouting. "Xiao Han, I'm not trying to curry favor with you. Look at me—do I look like someone fit to be the First Wife?"
"Not in the slightest." Yan Beihan snorted, looking her up and down. She had to admit, this girl really knew herself. She actually knew she wasn't First Wife material.
"Besides, I couldn't beat you in a fight for him. If I really fought you for him, wouldn't you turn into one of those vicious First Wives, pinching my arm with your sharp fingernails?" Bi Yunyan rolled her eyes.
"You damned..."
Yan Beihan exploded with profanity. "Where did you even learn this stuff?"
"My mother treated those concubines that way... She'd pinch them secretly with her sharp fingernails, and the more people were around, the harder she'd pinch. The concubines would be trembling with pain, yet still had to wear a proper smile for outsiders..."
Bi Yunyan pretended to be frightened. "First Wives are terrifying!"
Yan Beihan flew into a towering rage, smoke practically pouring from her seven orifices. She cursed, "You little brat! Today I'll show you just how fearsome this First Wife is!"
She shoved the girl to the floor and smacked her butt several times in rapid succession. Then she extended her sharp fingernails and ground out through clenched teeth, "Is this how you pinch?"
As she spoke, she moved to pinch her arm.
Bi Yunyan begged in panic, "Sister, spare me! I'll never try to seduce the Family Head again..."
Furious, Yan Beihan pressed Bi Yunyan against the edge of the bed and raised her hand, smacking her butt several times.
"You good-for-nothing! You good-for-nothing!"
Bi Yunyan did not resist, pleading for mercy nonstop.
Fortunately, Fang Che was too exhausted to keep going and needed