My wife wants a divorce; if she ruins my life, I'll leave.

Granny Li's vicious gaze pierced Meng Ruohua, as if she wanted to pierce through her.

Unfortunately, a gaze cannot kill or harm.

Meng Ruohua looked back at her without caring and smiled at Granny Li.

So this is what beating someone up feels like!

The little girl standing to the side was already terrified and just stood there dumbfounded.

Granny Li's numb face recovered, and she twisted her not-so-flexible body to get up, then slapped the little girl across the face with her backhand.

"You little slut, just stand there and watch me get beaten!"

The little girl was only ten years old when five distinct finger marks instantly appeared on her fair face. Tears welled up in her eyes as she covered her face, trembling and too afraid to hide, only able to shrug her shoulders and tuck her arms between her legs while enduring the scolding.

Meng Ruohua stepped to the side, raised her hand and swung her arm in a circular motion, delivering two pleasant slaps in an instant.

"Who are you cursing?" Meng Ruohua shook her hand, her slender and delicate fingers turning bright red.

Ugh! I never thought hitting someone would hurt my hand!

She smiled gently and kindly reminded her, "Granny, you've been around for many years, how come you don't know any manners?"

Isn't it just making baseless accusations and spreading rumors? She can do that too!

Granny Li's face was turned to one side, and strands of hair fell down from her temples, covering half of her flushed face.

She took a deep breath and adjusted her breathing to suppress the anger in her heart.

She had lost her composure just now. The second young mistress had attacked her without warning, beating her so hard she was stunned and lost her mind. She was cursing incoherently, forgetting where she was.

She lowered her head obediently, "Yes, Second Young Mistress is right!"

Meng Ruohua smiled gently, "Granny, you have to set a good example when you're disciplining people."

Granny Li bowed and took her leave, but as she turned away, a sinister look appeared in her eyes.

I must report your arrogant and disrespectful behavior to the madam!

Meng Ruohua sat down in the chair, her fair fingers leisurely adjusting the hem of her skirt. "Go ahead, I'll be waiting!"

Wait until we settle accounts with these people!

Granny Li paused, feeling a sharp gaze pressing down on her from behind. She felt a strange sense of panic, as if she had been seen through. Suppressing the urge to turn back, she quickly walked out of the courtyard and disappeared into the dark and quiet night.

Meng Ruohua looked around the room she had lived in for five years. Every piece of furniture and decoration was carefully prepared for her by her parents, brothers, and sisters-in-law. In her previous life, after she died, all of these things were taken by Shen Yunlan, who had always coveted her things! Even everyone in the Song family wanted to take her dowry for themselves.

In her past life, she diligently followed her mother's teachings, being filial to her parents-in-law and kind to her sister-in-law. However, her mother-in-law looked down on her military background, her sister-in-law was even more willful and capricious, and even Song Chen'an disliked her for not knowing poetry and literature.

They complained about her, yet they still used her money and connections.

Okay, since you're being ungrateful, then let's tear off the mask and fight!

Meng Ruohua opened the window, and a cool breeze blew in, clearing her chaotic thoughts somewhat.

A waning moon and a lone star; the night was heavy. This was her third year married into the Song family.

Two months after her marriage, the second wife arranged for her distant cousin's daughter, Lü Ningshuang, to become Song Chen'an's concubine; the following year, Lü Ningshuang gave birth to a son named Song Xuan. On the day of the delivery, Lü Ningshuang deliberately fell down in front of her, falsely accusing her of pushing her, and the second wife made her kneel in the ancestral hall for an entire day.

In the late autumn of their third year of marriage, when Lü Ningshuang gave birth to her second son, the second wife, fearing retaliation, made her kneel in the ancestral hall for two days. If it weren't for the upcoming baby's third-day celebration, she felt the second wife would never have allowed her to leave.

Meng Ruohua slapped herself. How could she have been so stupid before, kneeling down just because she was told to!

If she could do it all over again, she would definitely fight back fiercely against anyone who tried to bully her!

As I pondered what to do next, there was a commotion in the courtyard.

It turned out to be her maid returning.

"I told you to stay and watch over the Second Young Mistress, but you just left. What if she wakes up and can't find you?" Linglong complained softly.

Yu Ye stammered in protest, "I couldn't refuse, but Granny Li insisted that I go and get it."

“Linglong, Yuye,” Meng Ruohua interrupted them.

"The Second Young Mistress is awake?" The two people walked in quickly, and by the dim moonlight from the window, they could barely make out Meng Ruohua on the low couch.

Yu Ye quickly lit the lamp, and Linglong leaned closer to her, touching her forehead. "The fever is gone."

Yes, it was raining when she went to pay her respects to the Second Madam the day before. Although she was carrying an umbrella, her dress was soaked, and after being exposed to a few gusts of cold wind, she developed a fever when she returned.

Meng Ruohua's lips curled into a silent, cold smile. Regardless of rain or snow, she never missed her daily morning and evening greetings, but her mother-in-law was still dissatisfied and would occasionally make sarcastic remarks.

"It's okay now."

I just slapped someone!