Beast Taming Mad Concubine: The Useless Young Lady is Back!

"How dare you call my mother by her name! Guards! Guards! Drag this unruly bastard away and beat him to death!"

The two servants were about to step forward, but Ye Qing'an stopped them in their tracks with a single glance.

A storm seemed to be brewing in Ye Qing'an's eyes: "You actually called her mother? Do you know who your birth mother is? Do you know that your real mother gave her life to give birth to you, only to give birth to a thing like you!"

Ye Qing'an was burning with anger. She left four years ago, when Ye Feiran was just a three or four-year-old child.

The two siblings suffered endless ostracism and bullying in the Ye family mansion. However, because Ye Feiran was born from the painstaking efforts of his mother, she always tried her best to protect him and not let him suffer the slightest grievance.

When the incident occurred, Ye Qing'an originally wanted to take him with her, but Ye Qinghao wouldn't allow it and kicked her out of the house.

Ye Qing'an's situation at the manor was already bad, yet he still tried every means to ask someone to inquire about Ye Feiran's situation.

But every time the news came back, it was good. They said that Ye Feiran was doing very well, that the mansion was providing him with all the food and clothing he needed, and that he had been enrolled in one of the better private schools in the city, with specially selected teachers.

After more than ten times, Ye Qing'an gradually felt at ease, thinking that Ye Feiran was still the eldest son of the Ye family after all, and even if she was not there, Ye Qinghao should protect him and not let others hurt him.

But looking at Ye Feiran's current state, Ye Qing'an could barely catch her breath.

They are indeed doing very well...

He was well taken care of in terms of food and clothing, and his tutors were specially selected.

Can……

The anger and regret in my heart were beyond measure.

“I know! I know Mother isn’t my birth mother; she told me that. But my mother has been incredibly good to me, raising and teaching me. Her kindness in raising me is greater than the kindness in giving me life. So what’s wrong with me respecting her and calling her Mother? Besides, this is my own business; it’s none of your concern.”

Okay, very good.

Ye Qing'an took a deep breath, her eyes turning icy: "Fine, I don't need to worry about that. Then let me ask you, do you know who I am?"

Ye Feiran snorted coldly: "Of course I know, you are my sister from the same mother. However, you are a woman who does not follow the virtues of womanhood and does not live a proper life. Before you were married, you had an affair with someone and got pregnant. After that, you were kicked out by Father."

"Heh..." Ye Feiran glanced at Ye Qing'an, her eyes filled with contempt: "Morally corrupt, a disgrace to the family, I don't have a sister like you, and I will never acknowledge you as my sister."

"good very good."

She mistook a thief for her mother, couldn't distinguish right from wrong, was arrogant and spoiled, and had a violent temper.

Liu Xueying has taught her younger brother very well!

Ye Qing'an threw Ye Feiran to the ground, where she landed on her bottom with a thud. She immediately jumped up, yelling, "What are you doing? You shrew! Do you want to die?"

"Your Majesty!"

Ye Feiran's eyes were bloodshot, and he roared with a deafening roar: "Why should I? Who do you think you are? Why should I kneel down to you?"

Ah……

Who does she think she is?

Ye Qing'an said coldly, "I am the person in this world who has the most power to make you kneel down."

"fart!"

"Ouch!"

Ye Feiran screamed in surprise. Ye Qing'an had kicked him in the back of the knee. Ye Feiran was already fat, and Ye Qing'an had used almost all his strength in that kick. Ye Feiran suddenly knelt down on the ground with a thud, wincing in pain.

"My knee, my knee is broken!"

Ye Qing'an seemed not to hear, and only leaned down to look at Ye Feiran: "Disrespectful to your birth mother and unkind to your own sister, today I will teach you a lesson on what manners are."

"you put……"

Before he could finish speaking, Ye Qing'an kicked him again: "You scion of a noble family, yet you speak such vulgar language all day long. If you don't know how to speak properly, then don't speak at all!"

Ye Feiran's eyes were red from the kick, tears welling up. He glared at her angrily, yet fearful of being kicked again, and gritted his teeth, saying, "When have I ever disrespected my birth mother? I still burn incense for her every year on the day of the memorial service. As for you..."

Ye Feiran snorted: "Do you think there's anything about you that makes me respect you?"

How shameless!

barbaric violence!

He also bullied his mother and sister.

Ye Feiran knew that if she said these words, she might get another hard kick, so she could only swallow her words: "You say you are my sister, but in all these years I've been in the Ye family, have you ever cared about me? Have you ever come to see me? I'm eight years old this year, but in my memory, there is no such person as you."

Should I respect you?

Ye Qing'an felt stars popping out of her head. The original owner had suffered so much because of this ungrateful wretch in front of her.

This child lost his mother at birth. When he was born, Ye Qing'an was a child under twelve years old. No one took care of him, so she did everything: feeding him, washing his diapers, soothing him to sleep, and changing his diapers.

When Ye Feiran was a little older and learning to walk, the servants in the mansion, perhaps at Liu Xueying's behest, would always try to bully him. Ye Qing'an would always protect Ye Feiran behind her, and she had suffered countless injuries and shed countless tears for this.

In response, Ye Feiran said, "In my memory, there is no such person as you."

Ye Qing'an took a deep breath and calmed herself down.

In her previous life, she held a high position and rarely experienced such emotional fluctuations. This time, it was the influence of her body's emotions that caused her to lose control.

"Okay, very good. Now, do you remember me?"

Ye Feiran gritted her teeth, glanced at Ye Qing'an, and thought to herself: Remember this, a shrew who only knows how to hit people.

"Remember this well." Ye Qing'an's eyes were indifferent: "I will be staying here, and you will see me many more times in the future. If you dare to act disrespectfully in front of me again, I will beat you every time I see you. As for those vulgar words, I will slap you every time you say them."

"you……"

Ye Feiran immediately straightened up and opened her mouth to retort, but when she met Ye Qing'an's cold gaze, she shrank back and silently completed her words in her heart.

Why?

Ye Qing'an raised her head slightly: "It's not just that. Not only in front of me, but even in front of others, if you do anything that I think is inappropriate, or say anything that I think is uncivilized, I will settle accounts with you slowly."

"Are you... sure you remember?"