CHAPTER 1077: CHAPTER 221: ENEMIES MEET ON A NARROW ROAD, FORCED MARRIAGE IN COURT

Amidst the ornate drapes and brocade quilt, a swollen figure was wrapped up, only exposing a dark-skinned head.

Lu Yuke strode over, lifted the curtain, and yanked off the quilt.

"What time is it now? You’re still sleeping? Get up."

The woman on the bed, drowsy-eyed, turned over and mumbled, "What are you doing? I haven’t had enough sleep yet."

"Lu Mingzhu, get up now, or roll back to the old home in Mingtan." Lu Yuke snapped sharply.

Lu Mingzhu scrambled up, "I’m getting up, I’m getting up, okay?"

Lu Yuke looked at her disheveled, lazy appearance, fuming, "Hurry up." With that, she turned and walked out, flicking her sleeve.

After tidying up, Lu Mingzhu came out and saw Lu Yuke standing by the window, "Auntie, I’m hungry."

Lu Yuke turned around and was almost blinded, "What are you wearing?"

A fluorescent green tight bustier, a bright red fur coat, black waterproof platform boots that outlined sections of her calf muscles, exposing the shortcomings of her figure — how vulgar it was.

Her face wore heavy makeup, her explosive hairstyle resembled a hedgehog. In short, non-conformity at its best. Lu Yuke was almost blinded by the colors and combination.

Lu Mingzhu twirled happily, her face wearing a smug expression, "Do I look good?"

Lu Yuke forced down her irritation, turning to glare at Aunt Cui, "Where are the clothes I asked you to prepare for Mingzhu?"

Aunt Cui stifled her laughter and mumbled with her head down, "I sent them over to Miss Mingzhu last night...."

Miss Mingzhu constantly challenged her aesthetic limits. The funniest thing was her self-satisfied expression, thinking she was invincibly beautiful when her mind was obviously not well...

Lu Yuke’s temples throbbed, resisting the urge to slap her, "Go back and change into the clothes I gave you."

Lu Mingzhu pouted, "I won’t change. Your clothes are nowhere near as nice as this set, so bright they’ll surely catch everyone’s eye. Isn’t it Grandpa’s birthday banquet today? Let’s go quickly; I need to see my husband too...."

Catching the eye... might as well catch ridicule and disdain.

Lu Yuke cast a chilling glance at her, scaring Lu Mingzhu into stepping back.

"If you won’t change, fine, I’ll send someone to take you back to Mingtan now." With that, she turned to leave.

Lu Mingzhu panicked at once. As the saying goes, when a person attains the Dao, even their poultry rise to heaven. This was never more fitting than for Lu Yuke, who married into the Yan Family, bringing great prestige to the Lu family in Mingtan. Even the county secretary had to give them face. She was a force to be reckoned with back home. She came to the Capital City for Yan Song, and if Auntie sent her back home, how could she ever marry Yan Song...

"Auntie, I was wrong. I’ll change right now, wait for me." With that, she ran back quickly.

"Lu Mingzhu, I didn’t say much when you were being whiny in the past, but now you’re in the Yan Family, on my turf. You can and must obey me. Reign in your petulance. Otherwise, forget about marrying Yan Song — you’ll pack up and be sent back to Mingtan immediately."

Lu Yuke’s sinister voice came through the screen, causing Lu Mingzhu’s hand on the zipper to tremble. She disdainfully curled her lips but replied, "I got it, Auntie."

Outsides, she was commanding, but when it came to pretending to be clever and obedient, she never hesitated. She had to cling tightly to Auntie’s support. Her future riches and splendor all depended on her.

Although she really looked down on this Auntie.

If Auntie could marry into the Yan Family, why couldn’t she marry Yan Song? She would only be more successful than Auntie in the future.

Once she changed her clothes, Lu Mingzhu came out looking much more presentable. Although not strikingly beautiful, at least Lu Yuke had a good eye and chose clothing that suited her figure and complexion, making her look passable.

She turned and glanced at Aunt Cui. Aunt Cui immediately understood and hurried over to style Lu Mingzhu’s hair and apply suitable makeup.

With Aunt Cui’s skillful hands, the once non-conformist Lu Mingzhu instantly transformed into a demure, virtuous lady. As long as she didn’t open her mouth to speak, she could be quite convincing.

Lu Yuke nodded in satisfaction, "Stay close to me later. Speak when I tell you to speak. Keep quiet when I don’t. Understand?"

No one responded. Lu Yuke turned to look, and Lu Mingzhu was fiddling with her hair, inciting a burst of anger, "Did you hear what I just said?"

Lu Mingzhu jumped in fear, "Y-yes, I heard."

Lu Yuke glared at her, "If you don’t listen to me, you won’t survive even a day in this vast mansion."