Who traveled through time and was forced to inherit the position of young master?

At this time, Du Ruo was facing an unexpected dilemma.

The sunlight shines through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, illuminating the entire space. In the spacious and bright hall, several elegant people are sitting at the luxurious tables.

Du Ruo slammed the table and stood up: "Get married? Dad, you asked me to come back just to tell me this? Did I agree?!"

Du Ruo's mother frowned slightly and gently put down the coffee in her hand.

He said slowly, "Du Ruo, I've told you many times to pay attention to your image."

Du Ruo sat down angrily: "It's impossible for me to marry Gu Shiming from the Gu family!"

"Nothing is impossible." A clear voice sounded, and a woman with an elegant figure and outstanding temperament spoke.

"These are not your decisions. I don't agree with you going to any school or fighting demons in the first place."

"Calm down, Du Ruyue." The man wearing gold-rimmed glasses put down the report in his hand and looked at Du Ruyue.

"Du Ruo, now is not the time for you to make a fuss. Gu Shiming was carefully selected by us. You should at least meet him first."

Du Ruo laughed angrily: "Du Qinhai, you said it so nicely, why don't you marry me?!"

When she said this, the whole family looked at her strangely. The Du Ruo in the past would never say such a thing.

Du Jiaping rubbed his temples and spoke in a gentle tone.

"Ruoruo, why do you feel different this time when you return home than before?"

"How am I different? Dad, if you asked me to come back just for this, then I would rather not come back!"

Hearing this, the gentleness on Du Jiaping's face disappeared and his tone became stern.

"Ruoruo, you can always fool around, but I can agree to you becoming Ms. Feng's disciple to learn swordsmanship and going to Dongxia's number one university, but now is not the time for you to fool around."

"I'm not kidding. I really plan to go to the front line. I'm serious." Du Ruo looked at his father stubbornly.

She originally thought that at least her father would support her, but she didn't expect that this return home would give her a heavy blow.

Du Jiaping shook his head firmly: "Du Ruo, on the day of the birthday party, we will announce your engagement with Gu Shiming, so you should prepare well."

"I'm not going to prepare anything! Don't even think about it. If you really dare to do that, I will curse you to drop your pants right on the spot!"

Du Ruo was also furious, but she still had her image. Fang Zhixin was right, if something happened, she should just go crazy.

"I want to see who is embarrassed!"

This sentence silenced the entire hall. Du Qinhai and Du Ruyue looked at Du Ruo in amazement, and Du Jiaping was stunned.

Where was their cute and well-behaved Du Ruo? How did she become like this?

Dongxia No. 1 High School, what have you done? !

Yang Hui's serious gaze fell on Du Ruo.

"Du Ruo, I don't care who led you astray, but we are not discussing this matter with you."

Du Ruo bit her lip, controlled her emotions, and asked in a calm tone:

"Mom, what am I to you? An object without thoughts? Or a tool for your marriage?"

Du Ruyue's eyes were sharp: "Du Ruo, you are really getting more and more presumptuous. You don't have to worry about anything at home, and you don't have to take care of anything. Now it's just a marriage."

"The battlefield is so dangerous, how can a little girl like you withstand it?"

"That's all?!" Du Ruo looked incredulous: "Sister, in your eyes, is marriage also a tool?"

Du Ruyue said coldly: "Yes, my marriage is the same, it's just a combination of interests."

Du Ruo looked at the people sitting at the table. They were wearing elegant coats, but they never asked her what she wanted to do. They all wanted to impose their subjective will on her.

"Have you ever thought of asking me? I want to go. I'm not afraid of danger. This is my choice."

Du Qinhai raised his glasses and said, "Du Ruo, Gu Shiming is really good, can't you try it first?"

"The swords on the battlefield are blind, and we are worried about you too."

Seeing that no one else was talking, Du Ruo smiled: "Worrying about me means depriving me of the right to choose?"

"Even if Gu Shiming is a god descended from heaven, what does that have to do with me, Du Ruo!"

Du Ruyue sighed: "This is for your own good."

"I don't accept what you call doing it for my own good. I've grown up and I have my own path to follow!"

Du Jiaping shook his head: "Why don't you understand? This is the path that everyone has been taking. You have always been very good and obedient. Why now..."

"I'm good? I'm not good at all!"

Du Ruo roared, causing the chandelier on the ceiling of the hall to shake.

She raised her hand to stop them from talking, and said firmly, "Either you cancel it, or we will all be embarrassed at the party. I want to see which is stronger, your belt or my curse!"

After saying this, he ignored the dumbfounded people and went straight upstairs.

After slamming the door and entering the house, Du Ruo finally showed her sad side. She slowly slid down to the ground leaning against the door, tears falling one by one.

She felt extremely aggrieved, but she bit her lips stubbornly and refused to make a sound.

Why couldn't they understand what she said? She said she didn't want to and was unwilling to do so, so why couldn't they understand?

No matter how obedient and dignified she had behaved in the past, and no matter how hard she tried to maintain her image, she never received a single word of praise.

Is communication and understanding so difficult?

She really wanted to go back to school now and see Fang Zhixin and the others. She didn't want to stay here.

Not at all.

Du Ruo wiped away her tears, a hint of determination flashed in her eyes: "No, we can't just sit there and wait for death."

He stepped on the edge of the window, looked at the flower bed below, and jumped down without hesitation.

Du Ruo ran to the door and a bodyguard said, "Sorry Miss, the Madam has ordered that you cannot go out."

"Step aside!"

"Miss, please don't make it difficult..."

Before the bodyguard could finish speaking, Du Ruo gritted his teeth, and without thinking too much, he kicked him directly in the vitals.

Accompanied by a tragic wail, the bodyguard broke out in a cold sweat and fell to the ground, curled up in a ball.

Isn’t it said that the youngest daughter of the Du family is the most well-behaved? This kick is going to cripple me!

Du Qinhai, who came out upon hearing the noise, tilted his glasses on the bridge of his nose and saw Du Ruo climbing out of the door without even turning back.

The people chasing looked at each other in bewilderment, "Master, are you still chasing?"

"No need." Du Jiaping came out and said calmly: "The engagement will continue. It doesn't matter whether she is present or not."

Hearing this, Yang Hui frowned, glanced at Du Jiaping, and said nothing more.

She and Du Jiaping also had a business marriage, and each had different ways of educating their children.

Du Ruyue was raised by her, while Du Qinhai was raised by Du Jiaping, and the open and secret struggles between the two have never stopped.

As for Duruo...

Yang Hui said calmly: "I had predicted that her talent would be a blessing...but how did it become a curse?"

Du Jiaping turned around and said, "There's no need to talk about the past. Let's continue with the engagement ceremony. Think it through. She will come back."