After rebirth, the yandere enemy pinches the waist and pets

Old Lady Jiang couldn't think of anyone else except Jiang Wei who had hatred and resentment but was still so bold as to be brave.

"Snapped!"

Old Lady Jiang slammed her palm on the table, and the ice bracelet on her wrist knocked against the edge of the table, making a crisp sound.

Her brows furrowed, and her tone gradually became filled with anger. "You gave me this fur coat in my room before everyone else. So who are you trying to humiliate? Who are you trying to embarrass?"

"Calm down, old lady! You'll be going to the Rong residence to play mahjong soon."

As she grew older, Nanny Qingyan hadn't seen Old Lady Jiang so angry for a long time, so she quickly tried to comfort her, "Maybe..."

"Send someone to Rong Mansion and tell them something urgent has happened. I won't be playing mahjong today!" Old Madam Jiang sat down on the main armchair and brushed away the Ru kiln porcelain teacup on the table next to her. "But what can I do? After all, she wasn't born from Jiang Wei's womb. How can she treat her like her own child? I thought the Second Branch, born into a wealthy family, would know her limits and be more restrained. But now it seems that's not the case. She's so cruel to the orphan girl of the First Branch. If this gets out, what will the outside world think of our Jiang family? I'm pretending to be deaf and dumb, not really blind! Besides, I'm not dead yet, so it's not her turn to show off!"

There are twelve Ru kiln brittle porcelain tea cups in total, and only two sets are in existence.

One set is in the palace, and is worshipped in the Empress Dowager's palace; the other set is with Old Lady Jiang, who plays with it while drinking tea.

After all, it is her favorite porcelain.

After her gaze lingered on the fur coat in Nanny Qingyan's hands for a long moment, Old Lady Jiang thought for a moment and continued, "Find a reason to get rid of this one privately. Then find a good embroiderer and have a custom-made fur coat made for Nannan. Also, Shanying isn't very steady, so send Shantu to serve Nannan."

Nanny Qingyan nodded and replied, "Okay, I'll go get it in a moment."

"Don't talk too much about this with Nannan."

"clear."

Two days later, Jiang Fugui, the girl that Old Lady Jiang had mentioned, was lying on the windowsill in her inner room, looking at the birds playing and chasing each other in the yard with boredom, somewhat absent-minded.

The five thin silver needles in the fur cloak were originally there, but the sixty, seventy, eighty, ninety and ten thin and soft silver needles were secretly placed there, in order to let her grandmother know that Jiang Wei liked to say one thing in front of her and another behind her back, and to tear off her hypocritical face.

"My dear, my son, the fourth and fifth daughters are walking and chatting in the big garden right now! It's strange that neither of them has a maid to serve them. I don't know what they are plotting."

The fourth and fifth young ladies?

Aren’t those Jiang Huagui and Jiang Menggui?

Hearing that the two were together, Jiang Fugui's eyebrows twisted into two knots: "I'm going out for a while."

"Huh? Miss, it's almost lunchtime. The nanny will be coming to Beili Garden to deliver food soon. It's not a good idea to go out now, right?"

Shan Ying, who had just returned from outside, had not yet stepped into the main house when she saw her young lady quickly walk out of the house and head towards the gate of the courtyard. She had no choice but to follow her and shouted loudly.

"Nothing good or bad."

Before Jiang Fugui disappeared, he left these words for Shan Ying.

In the big garden, Jiang Huagui had a fierce look on his face and didn't say anything. Jiang Menggui was very nervous and didn't know what to do.

Suddenly, Jiang Huagui stopped, turned around, raised his hand, and slapped Jiang Menggui without warning.