The Ace Bigshot Becomes A Farmgirl

Cheng Jiatong sneered, ”What’s the rush? It’s just knowing the bailiff in the Office, not the magistrate; what’s there to be afraid of? Just a officer with a title, those riffraff fear him, but I don’t care.”

”But, but the Eldest Young Master said, this new Lord Qi is not easy to deal with, and his officers may not give the Cheng Family face...”

Before finishing the words, Cheng Jiatong shot her a fierce glare.

However, the maid’s words brought a trace of concern to Cheng Jiatong.

But she quickly disregarded it, ”That lowlife may know people in the Office, but don’t I have connections too? Just as well, my uncle’s guards are in the residence, even Lord Qi has to show my uncle some respect. Would a small officer dare to cause trouble for me over a country woman? Would he have the guts?”

After speaking, she asked the maid, ”Does the wound on my face still look serious?”

The maid nodded, ”It still looks red, with a palm print.” Shu Yu’s strength was not light at all.

Hearing this, Cheng Jiatong gritted her teeth with hatred. It was because she got slapped that she didn’t want to go home, so as not to be laughed at by those two third daughters, but now, she planned to use this slap well to teach that lowlife a lesson.

Cheng Jiatong took a deep breath, ”Let’s go home.”

The maid quickly followed.

The Cheng residence wasn’t too far, and when Cheng Jiatong arrived home, she asked another personal maid who came out to greet her, ”Where is Guard Cheng?”

”That gentleman is talking in the pavilion with the Eldest Young Master.”

”Well, what a coincidence.”

Cheng Jiatong deliberately rubbed her eyes red and messed up her hair. Then she stumbled towards the pavilion in the backyard, crying as she ran.

Her voice was very tragic, and the two men laughing and chatting in the pavilion were startled, quickly turning their heads to look.

Cheng Jiatong’s brother Cheng Wen leaped up, frowning as he stepped out of the pavilion, ”What’s wrong? What happened?”

”Brother, sob...” Cheng Jiatong ran to Cheng Wen’s side, hanging her head and sobbing uncontrollably.

Seeing her disheveled appearance and the clear palm print on her face when she looked up, Cheng Wen’s pupils contracted suddenly, and he asked with a dark face, ”Who hit you?!”

”A, a woman from who knows where.”

”A woman?”

Cheng Jiatong nodded, sobbing and stammering, ”I just mistook her for someone else and said a few words to her, I didn’t mean it. Who knew that woman, relying on her connections with the officers from the Office, would directly, just directly hit me, even warned me not to appear in front of her again, or she’d hit me every time she sees me. Brother, you must stand up for me; I’ve never been hit by even our father, but she, a woman from who knows where, dared to hit me.”

On hearing this, Cheng Wen’s anger soared instantly, ”Relying on connections with the officers in the Office, dares to hit you so hard, that’s too arrogant, does she really think there’s no one in the Cheng Family?”

”Brother, it hurts.”

”Don’t worry, sister, I will stand up for you. Do you know where that woman lives?”

”I had the maid follow her to see, she lives in Fuyuan Street. Brother, are you going to find her? But there are officers from the Office in her family, I’m worried...”

Cheng Wen furrowed his brows, ”There’s nothing to worry about, just a small officer, we have Brother Cheng.”

Speaking, he turned his head to look at the man sitting in the pavilion.