Digging up spiritual roots and seizing blood? You scumbags, wait and tremble.

Zhong Ran walked around and found that the place had indeed been restored to its original state.

How could these people be so quick? Does the Marquis' Mansion still have so much money? Otherwise, how could they do good deeds so quickly?

When she walked into the room, she saw that in addition to a bed, there was also a table and chairs, but they were very simple in style. There was also a wardrobe with many clothes that were suitable for her, but both the materials and styles were outdated.

She doesn't really care about clothes, as long as she has something to wear.

It's good to live here alone, everything is convenient.

After looking through it, she walked towards Chen's yard again.

The nanny outside Chen's courtyard was startled when she saw her coming: "Miss, why are you here?"

A servant hurried inside to inform Chen: "Madam, the eldest lady is coming this way again."

Chen stood up suddenly: "What's going on? Didn't they have someone prepare that place for her to live in?"

God knows, seeing Zhong Ran now, she was simply filled with anger.

Especially during meal times, she would sit there and the mother and daughter could only eat what she left over.

"It's already been done over there. Steward Wang just told them and saw her walking over there."

The maids were also very troubled. They didn't dare to stop the master at all. He was a man who could seriously injure or even kill people with his actions.

They all went to see Nanny Guan, and their hands and feet were crippled. The doctor said they could not be cured.

The housekeeper was even worse off; she kicked him so hard that his internal organs and spine were injured.

It just so happened that at that time, Nanny Guan and the other two were caught by her for arson, and she couldn't hand her over to the authorities directly, so she had to swallow this loss.

Chen had the two maids escorted out of the house. As for the housekeeper? Zhong Qingshan had him escorted out as well.

In the eyes of the servants, the name Zhong Ran means a demon who kills without blinking an eye, and a demon with the reputation of a disaster star. Who dares to stop her?

Zhong Ran's voice was filled with laughter and joy: "Huh? Am I so popular here? Do I need Auntie to come out to greet me personally?"

Chen was so angry at the concubine she was talking about that she almost fell down. She pointed at her and trembled as she said, "How dare you! I am the mistress of the house now. You should call me mother."

Zhong Ran didn't care and walked inside: "Mother? My mother died when we were born, didn't she? So you want to be a dead person? I can help you with this."

"You..." Chen was so angry at her nonchalant attitude that she took two steps back.

She decided not to argue with her about this matter, otherwise she would be pissed off to death by her sooner or later.

"What are you doing here?"

Zhong Ran said as a matter of course: "It must be to eat. Although the place over there is tidied up, there is no food there. I have to eat."

Chen was almost so angry that she vomited blood. Why did she ask someone to fix that for her?

I just don’t want to see her again and don’t want to eat at the same table with her.

If she ate them, how would the mother and daughter have anything to eat?

"Go back, I'll have someone send it to you right away." She covered her chest, very angry.

Zhong Ran shook his head: "I don't want it. The food they sent me is not tasty. The food here is better than the food here. I will eat here from now on."

"Don't be so stingy. It's just three meals a day. You are the mistress of the house now. Be careful that rumors get out that you are abusing your daughter."

"By the way, you were the one who spread all those bad things about me, right?"

"I heard that the best way to stop those rumors is to have bigger news for them to talk about, so they won't care anymore?"

"Tell me, what kind of news can make them move?"

She curled her lips and smiled at Chen, ignored her, and walked into the flower hall.

Zhong Dai'er was sitting inside. There was a table full of delicious food, but they hadn't eaten yet.

She came back just in time, it was lunch time.

"Hey? Dai'er is here too? Why don't you bring me a set of dishes and chopsticks?"

She sat down at the table and spoke lightly.

Several serving maids stood there for a moment, not knowing whether to give it to her.

It took Zhong Dai'er a while to control the anger rising in her heart, and she forced a smile on her face that was uglier than crying.

"Why don't you go add more dishes and chopsticks to your sister's plate?"

"Sister, are you dissatisfied with the food in the mansion? Mother will tell the servants in a moment that you will eat whatever we eat here from now on, okay?"

God knows how much effort it took her to control her temper and calm herself down.

Her mother was right. She was not on the same level as this bitch. Sooner or later, she would marry into the royal family and become the queen of a country.

And this bitch will die sooner or later, why should she bother with a dead person?

Today, Prince Ning came to the Marquis' Mansion in person to take care of them, which gave her infinite hope.

Although she did not meet Prince Ning in the end, she thought that she must have been ill and that he must have heard that she was not in a position to meet guests, so he did not come to see her.

Since they were destined to be from two different worlds, why did she bother to make things difficult for her? What if she could just give her a few good meals?

Seeing that she had spoken, the maid quickly added a set of bowls and chopsticks. Chen also came back and sat down.

"Ranran, it was my mother's tone that was a little harsh just now..."

"Do you really want to die?" Zhong Ran interrupted her.

Chen: ...

The complexion that had finally adjusted turned as black as the bottom of a pot again.

This bitch always has the ability to ignite the fire in her heart with just a few words.

Zhong Daier held her hand and shook her head slightly.

Zhong Ran stopped looking at them and just started eating.

She ate very quickly, devouring the food in one whirlwind.

Seeing the way she ate, Chen's mother and daughter couldn't help but wonder how they could eat.

I just kept cursing in my heart, thinking that she was indeed a peasant who grew up in the countryside, a slut who had never seen the world and had never eaten good food.

"The food here is delicious. I'll come again in the evening and won't disturb you and your daughter from having dinner."

Zhong Ran put down his chopsticks only after he was full. He left a few words with satisfaction and left.

Until she left, Zhong Dai'er looked at the leftovers on the table and was so angry that her body was shaking. It took her a while to restrain herself from sweeping all the dishes on the table to the ground.

Zhong Ran had nothing to do during the day, so he simply went back to Dailan Garden to sleep.

I lay in bed, but couldn't fall asleep for a while.

She thought of what she had just said, and then thought of Chen, and her eyes narrowed.

She didn't want to kill these people who had no ability to resist at will, so as to increase her sins and cause trouble for her future tribulation.

But not killing does not mean that you can't take revenge.

For these ordinary people, destroying everything they care about most is more painful than killing them.

Zhong Dai'er is determined to marry into the royal family and ascend to that position in the future. How can she help her?

Well, that prince who came the other day was so annoying. Why don’t she do a good deed and help them?

So, how can I help with this?

After frowning and thinking hard for a while without any result, she fell asleep in a daze.

She was bored when she woke up in the afternoon and wandered around the house again.

Seeing her come out, all the servants subconsciously hid aside, fearing that she would notice them.

Zhong Ran walked to the old lady's yard, and then she remembered that she seemed to have not seen the old lady for several days. It was really unfilial.

Thinking of this, she walked towards the old lady's yard.