The story of a bullied daughter's rise to power

Situ Yaorao never imagined that her ex's domineering behavior was just to make the prince she was constantly writing love letters to jealous. What kind of train of thought was this? She looked at so many men just to make him jealous, and in the end, she lost her life. It's intoxicating to think about it!

The carriage was jolting all the way, and Situ Yaorao was almost vomiting from the shaking. After about a quarter of an hour of torment, the carriage finally stopped.

At this moment, there were no less than ten people standing in the lobby.

Sitting in the main seat were a man and a woman. The man was middle-aged, with a fierce face, looking very majestic. This was probably the legendary General Fenghu, her cheap father!

Next to him sat a woman in a long purple dress. She was beautiful, but a hint of solemnity lingered between her brows. Could this person be her mother?

Sitting in front of the general's left seat was a man in white. This man had sharp eyebrows, bright eyes, thin lips raised, and a gentle smile on his fair face. From the left, he looked pretentious; from the right, he looked stupid! From the front, he was just two words: he deserved a beating!

What kind of vision did her ex have? She didn't break off the engagement with a man like this, but she actually let him come to her house to break off the engagement? It was a shame.

This man... compared to the man by the lake, he was completely different. Thinking of that man, Situ Yaorao couldn't help but feel dazed. Those eyes filled with loneliness made people curious about what he had been through, and also made people feel distressed. Thinking back to the present moment, Situ Yaorao's eyes fell on the man's hand.

He was holding a piece of paper in his hand. Obviously, that was probably the letter of withdrawal of engagement?

Next to him stood a woman. She was dressed in a white gauze gown embroidered with plum blossoms. She was fair-skinned, with large, watery eyes, small, cherry lips, and a pretty, oval face. She looked so pitiful, Situ Yaorao couldn't help but exclaim, "What a beautiful white lotus!"

There was no doubt that this person was her second sister!

Sitting in front of the left side of the mother of this body was a woman in a light red silk dress. The woman had delicate makeup and her eyebrows and eyes were three times similar to those of the white lotus. Perhaps, she was her second mother!

In addition to these people, there were six servants carrying boxes.

When everyone saw Situ Yaorao come in, they all looked at her.

"Dad, Mom." Situ Yaorao stepped forward and called out reluctantly. This was her attitude based on her analysis of the original owner's temperament.

As expected, Situ Yaorao's father frowned upon hearing this. Her mother, on the other hand, looked at her with eyes that seemed to melt: "My Yaorao, what's wrong with your forehead? Come back with me quickly, I'll ask the imperial physician to take a look at you."

"Hmph! You don't have to care about her. What can she do? Didn't she just seek death by watching the prince taking a bath and got beaten up?" General Situ said in a high-pitched voice, looking at Situ Yaorao with a belly full of anger.

At this time, Situ Yaorao's second sister also came forward. She looked at Situ Yaorao with a distressed face, her eyes slightly red: "Sister, it's all my fault. If I could have stopped you a little, you wouldn't have been hurt."

"Hong Lei, this is not your fault, don't bother with her. Compared to this, Mr. Dongfang, if you have anything to say, just talk to this unfilial daughter of mine." General Situ's tone was full of helplessness.

Upon hearing this, Young Master Dongfang smiled. He stood up, bowed to Situ Yaorao, and said in a gentle voice, "Miss Situ, I'm here today to cancel the engagement."

"Cancel the engagement? What's the reason?" Situ Yaorao asked with a slight change of expression.

Upon hearing this, the eldest son of the Dongfang family said, "Miss Situ is famous throughout the capital. All the men in the capital are afraid of you, and all the women in the capital laugh at you. I don't want my future wife to be such a woman, so I ask Miss Situ to help me."

The man's tone was gentle. Situ Yaorao snorted coldly when she heard it, "I've seen many men like you. Since you look down on me, I look down on you too. As for the letter of withdrawal of engagement? You don't have to write it. I'll do it!" Situ Yaorao said in a domineering tone.

The man's eyes flashed with joy when he heard this, but the next second, Situ Yaorao changed the subject: "You... did you think I would say that? Idiot!"