CHAPTER 370: CHAPTER 188: DISFIGUREMENT

"Once you’ve recovered, everything will be just fine!" Sang Wan smiled. "Isn’t there also your younger cousin? She’ll take care of you too!"

"Ayan," Mrs. Li hurriedly called Sang Yan over, forcibly placing her hand into Sang Wan’s and gripping it tightly. "Miss Wan, she’s my only daughter. If she doesn’t find a good match, I won’t be able to die in peace! Miss Wan, I’ve given up hope on her father. Please promise me that you’ll take good care of Ayan in the future. You must agree, please! Consider it a plea from your second aunt!"

"Mother!" Sang Yan’s eyes reddened and she couldn’t hold back her tears.

"Silly girl, what are you crying for! Miss Wan, I beg you!" Mrs. Li gazed at Sang Wan pitifully.

Liu Ya was anxiously watching by the side, with nothing good to say, and couldn’t help but think resentfully: Now you know to beg our Miss Wan? Didn’t you see what you yourself did before? You almost tarnished our Miss Wan’s reputation with your own mouth! Besides, your daughter has both her parents, and yet you want to force her onto our Miss Wan, what kind of behavior is this!

"Second Aunt, please focus on recovering; don’t talk such nonsense! With both you and Second Uncle around, no one dares to bully Ayan!" Finally unable to resist any longer, Sang Wan forcefully withdrew her hand, stood up with a smile, and said: "Second Aunt, no more overthinking. Rest well! When Ayan finds a good marriage, I’ll definitely congratulate her and offer my best wishes!"

"Miss Wan, are you still angry with your second aunt? Isn’t my apology enough?" Mrs. Li became anxious upon seeing her about to leave.

"Not at all, Second Aunt. Please focus on your health; I have to go back! Otherwise, my elder sister-in-law will worry!" Sang Wan said with a smile, then hurriedly descended the stairs with Liu Ya.

"Miss Wan!" Sang Pingliang greeted her with a smile full of his face: "Why didn’t you spend more time with your second aunt? You’ve come down so quickly?"

Sang Wan, seeing that the little aunt was not there, and her second uncle smiling so attentively, felt something odd and a bad premonition arose. She let out a vague laugh, ignored his request to stay, and, determined to leave, ran out of Sang Pingliang’s house with Liu Ya as if escaping.

"Ah, Miss Wan has toughened up, and so has her heart! She looks down on us now!" Upstairs, Mrs. Li sighed to her daughter. Unable to help herself, she held her daughter’s hand and lamented, "I truly worry for you! How can I be at peace if you can’t marry into a good family?"

"Mother!" Having had a strong mother to protect her from the start, Sang Yan had never faced hardship. Just the thought of marriage—of leaving her mother—sent her into panic, and quickly said: "Mother, I don’t want to get married yet! I want to be with you! Don’t think too much, the doctor said that with a few days of rest, you’ll be fine! Why—why are you scaring me like this!"

Mrs. Li, softened by her tender and timid appearance, was at a loss for words, only sighing.

"Mother," Sang Yan hesitated, then spoke, "I just overheard at the stairwell Dad and the little aunt discussing—"

Mrs. Li spat in disgust before Sang Yan could finish, "Little aunt? What little aunt? That vixen is no aunt of yours!" She then asked, "What were they saying?"

Sang Yan cast a timid glance at her mother and then relayed the plot by Sang Pingliang and the new aunt to make Sang Rou a concubine for Shi Fengju.

"Preposterous!" Furious upon hearing this, Mrs. Li leaped up in anger, forgetting her back pain, yelped, and pounded the bed, seething, "That little vixen, that dead old man, plotting such a clever abacus! What makes that little wretch think she is worthy of entering the Shi family’s door! Doesn’t she have a mirror to see her own reflection?"

More importantly, entering the Shi family and soaring high up the social ladder, watching her live luxuriously, enjoying delicious food, wearing silk and satin, how could she herself feel good about it?

"This can’t happen! Go call your father up here, say I have something to discuss with him!" Mrs. Li uttered resentfully, "When Sang Rou returns, call her up too! Say your father is also upstairs and has something to say to her!" Mrs. Li knew she couldn’t get up anymore, and with Sang Yan’s soft and weak nature, she couldn’t possibly call for Sang Rou, especially with that vixen backing Sang Rou. Only by saying Sang Pingliang was also there would she come.

"Oh," Sang Yan nodded.

The matter of making Sang Rou a concubine to Shi Fengju was significant, and as the family head’s wife, Mrs. Li could not be kept in the dark, nor did Sang Pingliang think she would refuse such a good proposition. Hearing that Mrs. Li was looking for him, he thought he also had to discuss this with her and decided to tell her first!

Fine by Mrs. Li, it saved her from having to speak as Sang Pingliang went ahead and mentioned it. She managed to remain calm despite being furiously unsettled inside, her facial expression indifferent without a hint of impropriety, continuing to smile and cunningly humor Sang Pingliang.