Chapter 15: The Young Mistress Takes Action

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Feng Doudou tearfully agreed, stealing a few glances at Duan Lele, seemingly afraid she might scold her. Xiao Yun had intended to agree as well. However, Gao Pengfei said, “Luo Jian, could you please let Xiao Yun have this house?” “Xiao Yun just told me he really likes this house.” He was in a difficult position. “But I haven’t completed my task, so I have to choose last, and I definitely won’t get this house.” Xiao Yun opened his mouth to say something but remained silent. Luo Jian looked at him twice, sensing he didn’t mean that, “Xiao Yun, do you want this house too?” Xiao Yun felt the hand holding his tighten slightly, and his face paled, “Yes.” “Xiao Yun, speak properly,” Gao Pengfei started lecturing again. “Luo Jian is speaking to you nicely; you need to answer him properly.” “Sir,” Yu Danxue stepped in front of him, looking up at him with a puzzled expression. “May I ask, are you Xiao Yun’s father?” Gao Pengfei had suffered losses at her hands and despised her but couldn’t show it. He feigned kindness, looking down at Yu Danxue, “No, little sister, why do you ask that?” Yu Danxue looked doubtful. “Since you’re not Xiao Yun’s father, why do you always lecture him?” “Isn’t that something for Xiao Yun’s parents? What does it have to do with you?” “Also, can’t you see Xiao Yun is unhappy? And you say you treat him well, but you can’t even see that?” “Exactly,” Luo Jian said, hands on hips, scrunching his nose with a snort. “Since the show started, Xiao Yun has barely spoken. Now he’s even more downcast, hanging his head low.” “Clearly, you haven’t taken good care of him, yet you have the nerve to say all this.” “Adults like you are so disgusting.” [I think Gao Pengfei is disgusting too. Xiao Yun isn’t happy at all, but that foul-mouthed man keeps talking. He’s not even Xiao Yun’s parent.] [I don’t think Xiao Yun wants that house; it’s Gao Pengfei who wants it. I noticed Xiao Yun was about to agree to Luo Jian, but Gao Pengfei spoke up first.] [Damn it, the people I hate most on this show are Duan Lele and Gao Pengfei. Can they just get off the show?] [After watching this live stream for a bit, I actually think Yu Zhisheng looks quite handsome. Duan Lele and Gao Pengfei are just repulsive.]

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Duan Lele and Gao Pengfei’s diehard fans cursed loudly in the chatroom, their words extremely offensive. Fans from the other two camps and neutral viewers pushed back hard; some deleted their accounts, while others fell silent. Gao Pengfei barely maintained his composure under the children’s harsh words. “You misunderstand,” he said firmly. “Xiao Yun is gloomy because he hasn’t completed his task. Rest assured, I will take good care of him.” Those two damned little brats dared to say such things publicly; he would make sure they understood the consequences. “But why do you lecture Xiao Yun, sir?” Yu Danxue asked, genuinely puzzled. “You said you’re not his father, so you have no right.” Gao Pengfei replied confidently, “I do this for Xiao Yun’s own good.” “Xiao Yun is still a child; he needs guidance, or he might go astray.” “Huh? That’s strange,” Yu Danxue said with mock surprise. “Xiao Yun already has parents to guide him. Whether he goes astray or not is their responsibility.” “Besides, Xiao Yun is so well-behaved and sensible, never throwing a tantrum. Why would you think he’d go astray?” Luo Jian nodded quickly like a little bird pecking at grain. “Exactly! Xiao Yun is so obedient and sensible; he doesn’t seem like someone going astray.” “Sir, you’re really strange. You’re not Xiao Yun’s father, yet you always lecture him.” Gao Pengfei forced a smile. “I have other matters to attend to. You three kids play.” Before he finished speaking, he hurried away, forgetting they were still live streaming. Yu Danxue and Luo Jian high-fived, smiling at each other. “Xiao Yun, let’s go play together,” Yu Danxue said as she took his hand, beaming. “Don’t worry, I’ll protect you.” A faint smile appeared on Xiao Yun’s face. “Thank you, Anning.” He looked a bit worried. “Do you think he’ll cause you trouble?” Yu Danxue patted her chest confidently. “Don’t worry. If he causes trouble, I’ll have Xiaosheng deal with him.” Yu Zhisheng was speechless. “Little auntie, thanks a lot.” Qi Kang covered his mouth to laugh; little auntie was quite amusing. “Zhisheng, little auntie doesn’t mean anything by it,” Duan Lele said, appearing understanding and gentle.

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“Little auntie just wants to help Xiao Yun. Don’t be upset.” Yu Zhisheng gave her a disdainful look and sneered, “Which eye did you see that I’m upset with little auntie?” “Also, you stir up trouble all day long. Are you uncomfortable inside?” Duan Lele bit her lip, eyes reddening. “Zhisheng, I didn’t mean that. I’m just worried you’d misunderstand little auntie.” “Do you even need to worry?” Yu Zhisheng sneered. “Who do you think you are to worry about this?” “You really think you have the face for it.” Qi Kang said quietly, “She thinks she’s your girlfriend, the second lady of the Yu family, so she dares to say such things.” Yu Zhisheng laughed bitterly. “Even if I were blind, I wouldn’t choose such a person as my girlfriend.” Qi Kang put a hand on Yu Zhisheng’s shoulder, half-smiling. “But to Miss Duan here, she’s your girlfriend and should care about your business.” “She even put her hand on your shoulder as soon as she came on the show to claim ownership.” Duan Lele hated Qi Kang but couldn’t show it, only whining softly, “Qi Kang, you misunderstand. I’m just worried Zhisheng would be upset with little auntie.” Qi Kang chuckled. “Why should an outsider like you meddle in their family matters?” He emphasized the word “outsider.” [Exactly, Qi Kang’s right. Duan Lele is clearly treating herself as our brother’s girlfriend. She’s just pretending, it’s disgusting.] [Watching this show, I realized how badly Yu Zhisheng is usually slandered.] [Sympathize with Yu Zhisheng.] The chat was full of sympathy for Yu Zhisheng, improving his reputation considerably. Duan Lele almost cried in frustration but couldn’t bear to give up the chance to interact with Yu Zhisheng. Over the past few years, she had tried many times and never managed to chat with him; this time, she had to seize the opportunity. “Zhisheng, I’m sorry...” Yu Zhisheng walked over to Yu Danxue, bending slightly with a smile. “Little auntie, do you want the four of you kids to live together?”