Grandma Ren was so pressed by her that she almost choked. Gasping heavily, she pointed at Cheng Xiran. "A young girl so sharp - tongued, and so eager to enter that mansion. It's really a disgrace to the Cheng family."
Hearing this, Cheng Xiran covered her lips and chuckled lightly. "You're in no position to look down on others. Take a good look at your Ren family's children first. I would never do something as disgraceful as eloping and ruining my reputation."
Ren Ning'er, who had been sitting on one side watching the show, instantly flew into a rage like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. "Cheng Xiran, what are you talking nonsense about? That incident was clearly your frame - up!"
Cheng Xiran shrugged and gave her a disdainful look. "You know better than anyone else whether it was a frame - up. Otherwise, why would you have been confined by Lord Ren for half a year?"
Now Cheng Xiran had decided to go all out. She wasn't the kind of person who would let others trample on her. She wasn't a trash collector to accept what others didn't want.
Grandma Ren was so angry that she covered her chest and couldn't say a word. Seeing this, the old lady quickly waved her hand and said, "Xiran, go down first."
Although the old lady's tone was not kind, she didn't really blame Cheng Xiran. She also thought that Grandma Ren had gone too far this time. Her granddaughter surely couldn't marry a married man.
Cheng Xiran curtsied to the old lady and then turned away.
Before leaving, she could still hear Grandma Ren scolding in the room, mixed with the voices of others trying to persuade her. But all these had nothing to do with her. She wasn't worried at all.
"Miss, you offended Grandma Ren like that. She will surely bear a grudge against you. You should have just endured it earlier," Zhuque sighed with a sad face.
"With Ren Ning'er around, even if I hadn't offended her just now, she would still find trouble with me. Did you find out how many days they will stay this time?"
"Seven days. The Lantern Festival will be in three days. They will probably leave after the Lantern Festival."
Seven days. Cheng Xiran calculated in her mind. In these seven days, they would surely cause her some trouble. It would be best if they could behave themselves. Otherwise, don't blame her for being merciless.
It was already past noon, and no one had called Cheng Xiran for lunch. Zhuque had to go to the small kitchen to prepare some food and bring it back. Meanwhile, Cheng Xiran went back to the yard alone, planning to finish writing the remaining chapters after having the meal.
"Cheng Xiran! Go to hell!"
A curse came from behind. Before Cheng Xiran could react, she was suddenly pushed. She lost her balance and fell into the pond beside.
The water covered her head. Cheng Xiran kicked her legs hard and suddenly jumped out of the water, then crawled towards the shore.
"You, how can you swim?"
Frowning, Cheng Xiran looked back and saw a figure in a pink dress fleeing in a hurry. She slumped on the edge of the pond, gasping for breath. Who on earth wanted her dead and dared to push her into the water in the prime minister's mansion?
Fortunately, she could swim. Otherwise, this place was remote, and all the maids and servants were in the front yard entertaining the Ren family. She would surely have drowned here today.
"Miss!" Zhuque was shocked when she saw Cheng Xiran sitting on the ground all wet, holding the food in her hands. She quickly ran over. "Why did you fall into the water? Are you hurt anywhere else?"
Cheng Xiran shook her head and said, "I'm fine. Did you see anyone leaving this yard just now?"
Zhuque frowned and thought carefully. Suddenly, she remembered. "When I came in just now, someone bumped into me and ran away. It seemed to be Miss Ren."
"Ren Ning'er?"
"Yes," Zhuque nodded.
Cheng Xiran snorted coldly and unconsciously clenched her fists. She had been trying to avoid Ren Ning'er, thinking of just getting along with her until they left. It seemed that she had thought too simply.