Chapter Ninety-Nine: Robbed Twice

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So they really showed up, Xue Fanzhi thought to herself. Xiao Yi had warned her to be cautious, saying that the Zhang family wouldn’t let the matter rest easily. Indeed, if it were her own daughter who had gone missing under such circumstances, and knowing someone was suspicious, she too would have searched tirelessly.

However, if the other party refused to speak, she might try other methods instead of always being stubborn and unreasonable.

Xue Fanzhi sneered, “Did they go to see the family head? Do they think the family head can force me to comply?”

Hong Lian nodded, “Exactly. They originally planned to see the family head. As soon as they entered, they were shouting that they were relatives of the family head by marriage…”

The Zhang family was the in-laws of He’s elder sister. If Xue Yang and He had not divorced, they would indeed be relatives by marriage.

But unfortunately, they had divorced.

Xue Fanzhi said, “Strangely enough, why hasn’t the family head come to find me?” Suddenly, she straightened up and said, “Wait, you said ‘just now,’ not ‘now.’ Where are the Zhang family people now? Were they here just now but have since left?”

Hong Lian looked at Xue Fanzhi with admiration and exclaimed, “My lady, how did you know? You’re so clever!”

Ever since the lady had been abandoned by the madam and Seventh Mistress, she had grown increasingly intelligent. If only they had abandoned her earlier, she wouldn’t have suffered so much before.

Unaware of her maid’s pity, Xue Fanzhi felt a sense of pride and said, “It’s simple. Because it was ‘just now.’ If the Zhang family had really caused a scene, how could I have slept so peacefully? And you wouldn’t be smiling like that!”

Ah, so it was their expressions that gave them away.

Hong Lian’s smile lifted even higher, “Indeed, it was just now. The people were already driven away by Lord Wang; the Zhang family didn’t even get to see the family head before being chased off!”

Wang Yunzhi?! Xue Fanzhi was surprised.

Hong Lian showed a puzzled look and said, “By the way, my lady, you said the Zhang family isn’t easy to mess with. Why are they so afraid of Lord Wang? Who exactly is this Lord Wang? Is he from a minor Wang family?”

Of course not. He was from the largest and most prestigious Wang family among the aristocrats.

Xue Fanzhi thought that wasn’t the point. What truly intrigued her was why Wang Yunzhi would help her. If it were Xiao Yi, she could say he was attracted to her beauty. But Wang Yunzhi? Their relationship was ordinary at best. In a past life, they were not friends but enemies. So what did Wang Yunzhi want?

Could it be that Wang Yunzhi had discovered her prophetic abilities and wanted to curry favor to use her?

Xue Fanzhi still found this impossible. Having just been reborn, she hadn’t told anyone anything. Wang Yunzhi could not possibly know. So what was his motive?

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Xue Fanzhi shook her head in secret. Young lords these days were truly hard to read!

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“Stop! Are you from the Zhang family?” A handsome youth dressed in fitted armor blocked the dark red two-seater carriage and asked coldly.

Inside the carriage sat Zhang Jiuniang’s parents, Zhang Ao and Little He.

Both found the question familiar, having heard it just moments ago. The legitimate second son of the great Wang family, Lord Wang, had stopped their carriage in the exact same way and asked them.

When they admitted to being from the Zhang family, Wang Erlang immediately ordered his men to beat them up. After the beating, he said, “Don’t ever come to the Xue family again. If I see you, I’ll beat you again!”

Fearing the power of the Wang family, they dared not cause trouble for the Xue family. They were currently discussing what to do when this happened again.

Little He did not know how to answer—yes or no.

She looked at her husband with timid yet hopeful eyes.

Zhang Ao was also fearful, but as a man, he couldn’t let his wife make any more mistakes. If they failed to protect their daughter, everyone would scorn him for being weak.

The man outside urged again. Zhang Ao had no choice and said in a trembling voice, “Yes or no, what do you want to say?”

The man replied, “Then it must be your carriage. Come on, get out. Let me give you a beating!”

Wailing, “Oh no, they’re going to beat us again. What have we done to offend these gods? Why do we keep meeting people who want to beat us up?”

Zhang Ao’s face still hurt. He begged, “Please show mercy. If you have something to say, just say it. Please don’t hit my face. Don’t hit my face!”

Xiao Yi thought to himself, this Zhang Erlang is said to run wild in the countryside, terrorizing the region, but today he’s so obedient?

He said, “I don’t have to beat you, but I’m afraid you’ll forget and continue to harass Xue’s Eighth Miss. Are you still going to trouble her?”

Sure enough, it was about Xue’s Eighth Miss. The same bad guy who previously beat them also mentioned her.

Poor things—their daughter was missing, yet they were forbidden from investigating.

But Zhang Ao dared not say anything and quickly replied with a wronged tone, “Yes, yes, we won’t bother Xue’s Eighth Miss again. Even if we never find our daughter, I won’t trouble her anymore!”

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Xiao Yi thought that was more like it.

However, he was also puzzled. The Zhang family men were really timid. He hadn’t even struck yet, and they were already so afraid. Were they pretending to come back and retaliate later, or were they naturally cowardly?

He didn’t care. He had made himself clear and, following His Highness’s orders, blocked this troublemaker from reaching the Eighth Miss. With the task done, he could return and report.

Xiao Yi gave a final warning: “Remember what you said just now. If you break your word, for every time I see you, I will beat you. Don’t even think about retaliating. To be honest, I am the prince’s personal guard. You are not someone I can be touched by!” He spoke the truth without exaggeration.

Zhang Ao and Little He exchanged puzzled looks. So this was the Ninth Prince? Last time it was Lord Wang, now it was someone else. Yet their methods were the same: beat first, threaten later. It was a double blow to their spirit and body. Nowadays’s young masters were too ruthless. Their generation never had such opportunities or cunning.

Despite their confusion, they knew when to be wise. Zhang Ao repeatedly promised, “Rest assured, rest assured, we won’t go back on our word.”

Xiao Yi, his task complete, left satisfied. The obstacle was in place. This was His Highness’s concern for the Eighth Miss to avoid harassment, and now it was successful. He would be generously rewarded.

When the footsteps faded far away, Little He relaxed, sure no one was following them, then sighed and complained, “How could Erlang be so heartless? Our daughter is still missing, and you’ve already compromised with those ruffians. How are we going to live like this?”

Zhang Ao was annoyed. He hadn’t compromised—well, he had, but under duress.

They were truly bullied, and by two factions no less.

“Do you have a better plan? Do you want to cause trouble again?” Zhang Ao retorted.

For now, Little He had no better idea and felt deeply disheartened, worried she was about to cry.

Suddenly, she looked up and said, “Big Sister, how could I forget her? We won’t bother Xue’s Eighth Miss, but Big Sister can at least go see Yingying, right? I don’t believe Big Sister won’t find out anything.”

Big Sister here meant He Shi, Xue Yang’s ex-wife. Yingying was the daughter of Xue Yang and He Shi, raised by Xue Yang and now married.

Xue Yang’s situation was complicated—though divorced from He, he still listened most to her. He Shi now lived in the best house in the back alley of the Xue family, maintained by Xue Yang.

With such a powerful weapon on their side, if she went to ask Xue Yang, how could he not care about Xue Fanzhi? Then, wouldn’t they find out everything?