Wan Qingyun heard her younger sister Wan Xiaoxiao's voice coming from the entrance of the small courtyard. She turned her wheelchair toward the gate.
She had traveled this path over and over again. She knew it well.
As soon as she reached the courtyard, the argument grew fiercer.
"What do you think you're doing?!"
"What are we doing? Do you know how much trouble she has brought upon the Wan Family?"
"Get out of the way!"
"Ow..."
Hearing Wan Xiaoxiao fall, Wan Qingyun hurriedly wheeled herself outside, a trace of fury in her voice.
"Stop!"
In the courtyard stood a woman draped in gold and silver, her face practically screaming that she was mean and spiteful.
"Oh? I thought you didn't dare come out."
"Sis!" Seeing her sister, Wan Xiaoxiao quickly got up and moved behind Wan Qingyun. "Why did you come out..."
Wan Qingyun patted Wan Xiaoxiao's hand. "It's fine."
Then she turned toward the visitor—her Second Uncle. "Second Uncle, why have you come?"
"Why? Because of your crippled body—paralyzed legs and blind eyes—the Jiang Family wants to call off the engagement!"
"Do you know how much of an impact that will have on the Wan Family?"
Wan Feng stepped forward, his face dark.
There was not the slightest hint of familial affection in his words, only selfishness and self-interest.
"Exactly! Your brother is about to take over a Fortune Global 500 company, and at a time like this, the Jiang Family wants to break off the engagement... Tell me! Was it you, you little bitch, who stirred up trouble behind the scenes?"
Li Rong, Wan Qingyun's Second Aunt, spoke with nothing but filthy insults, every word dripping with malice.
"You old hag, shut your mouth! You're the bitch!" Hearing Li Rong insult Wan Qingyun, Wan Xiaoxiao flew into a rage at her sister's side.
"Heh, so I insulted her but not you, right? You idle your days away and play around everywhere. Your grades are always at the bottom too. You've utterly disgraced the Wan Family! Is that how your mother taught you?"
Li Rong then covered her mouth, pretending to be surprised.
"Ah, I forgot. You two don't have a mother anymore."
"You!"
Wan Xiaoxiao's eyes reddened as immense fury surged through her heart.
After taking only two steps, Wan Xiaoxiao found her hand tightly gripped by Wan Qingyun.
Though she stopped her younger sister, Wan Qingyun's slender hand trembled slightly, revealing the anger in her heart.
Yet more than anger, she feared that Wan Xiaoxiao would be hurt.
"Under these circumstances, we must make amends. We cannot allow the Jiang Family to break off the engagement." Wan Feng looked coldly at the two sisters.
"Can the Wan Family not survive without the Jiang Family?" Wan Qingyun took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed her emotions.
"You still have the nerve to say that? If you had climbed into Young Master Jiang's bed sooner, the Wan Family would be flourishing beyond imagination by now!"
"Is your body crippled, and your brain crippled too? Couldn't you use that seductive face of yours to please Young Master Jiang?"
"Heh, maybe Young Master Jiang enjoys something unusual. Maybe you're exactly his type?"
Li Rong's vicious, explicit words stabbed into Wan Qingyun's heart like steel needles.
"Li Rong! Say one more word of nonsense, and I'll tear that mouth of yours apart!"
Wan Xiaoxiao trembled with rage at the side. Every word Li Rong said trampled Wan Qingyun's dignity into the dirt and ground it beneath her feet.
Every word struck at the heart.
"I will handle this matter myself. The Wan Family will not be affected."
Wan Qingyun's hands trembled as she folded them over her knees, trying to conceal the turbulent emotions within.
"You'll handle it? My dear niece, by the time you finish handling it, the Wan Family will probably have suffered devastating losses already."
"Can you bear that responsibility?"
Wan Feng gave a scornful smile, every word filled with mockery toward Wan Qingyun.
"Then how does Second Uncle think this should be handled?"
Wan Qingyun clenched her fists tightly, her chest rising and falling faintly.
"You and your sister will go serve Young Master Jiang together."
Wan Feng looked coldly at Wan Qingyun and Wan Xiaoxiao, as though the sisters were nothing more than commodities in his eyes.
A pair of commercial goods to be exchanged for money and power.
"Wan Feng! How dare you!"
The usually calm and restrained Wan Qingyun finally could not endure it any longer. She practically roared at Wan Feng.
Years ago, the Wan Family—Wan Qingyun's branch of it—had been at the height of its power.
But because of something, forces from all sides had joined hands. Overnight, the Wan Family was destroyed.
All of Wan Qingyun and Wan Xiaoxiao's relatives died in a single night.
Only Wan Feng's branch escaped disaster because they had been far from Jiang City.
Later, that family came to Jiang City and took over some of the Wan Family's remaining assets.
Even so, it was far more than what they had possessed before.
After that night, the sisters had depended on each other and grown up together.
To Wan Qingyun, Wan Xiaoxiao was the person she treasured most. She would not allow anyone to lay a finger on her.
"I'm not discussing this with you. I'm informing you." Wan Feng's expression remained blank as he waved his hand.
A group of suited bodyguards filed in from behind him and restrained Wan Qingyun and Wan Xiaoxiao.
"What are you doing?! Let me go! Let go of my sister!"
"Sis!"
Wan Xiaoxiao struggled with all her strength.
"Xiaoxiao! Are you all right?! Xiaoxiao!"
Wan Qingyun was frail to begin with. With several burly men gripping her wrists, she could not struggle at all.
"You people! Mmgh..."
"Xiaoxiao! Mmgh..."
Both sisters had their mouths gagged.
At that moment, overwhelming despair drowned Wan Qingyun's mind. She knew they were about to become playthings for others.
Why? Why?! I only wanted to spend the rest of my life peacefully with my sister... Why are you treating me like this?
Paralyzed, blind... you cruel heavens, what other suffering will you heap upon me?!
I hate this...
I hate it!
No one noticed the wisps of extremely faint black energy brushing over Wan Qingyun's body...
Meanwhile.
Jiang Junyi was trying on clothes, hoping to pick an outfit he liked for meeting Wan Qingyun.
Even if Wan Qingyun could not see him, he could not dress carelessly.
It was not a matter of whether she could see or not. It was a matter of his attitude.
"Tsk, red is too flashy, while white feels too pretentious..." Jiang Junyi frowned at himself in the mirror, holding a suit.
"Young Master, I think a gray overcoat paired with a vintage hunting vest might be a good choice." Uncle Wu bowed slightly as he offered his suggestion.
Jiang Junyi's eyes lit up. "Not bad. Uncle Wu really does have good taste."
"You flatter me, Young Master."
He immediately changed into the outfit. His tall, straight frame, paired with the gray overcoat, immediately gave him a rugged, mature air.
It perfectly complemented Jiang Junyi's naturally heroic and imposing features.
Uncle Wu handed him a pair of black leather gloves.
Jiang Junyi looked himself over in the mirror from left to right.
His face was filled with satisfaction.
This has a bit of a villainous style to it too, doesn't it?
At that moment, Uncle Wu's phone rang. After answering it, his expression changed continuously as he listened, until his face was filled with frost.
"Understood."
After hanging up, Uncle Wu said, "Young Master, Wan Feng of the Wan Family is making things difficult for Young Madam. The situation is... very bad."
Jiang Junyi's hand, which had been adjusting his clothes, paused slightly. He turned to look at Uncle Wu. "Wan Feng?"
His overcoat fluttered.
"Let's go."
"Yes."
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