The Typhoon's Dangerous Wife

Grandma Mian deliberately emphasized the words "Add something of your choice" and said, "Rest for a while." 

Zhenyi, who understood her intention, said," I would love to, but Bà is waiting for me at Xin Mansion. I have promised him that I will be back before dinner."

Her words actually meant, "I'm not planning on staying here." 

Long Wenna was the first to react. She already disliked Zhenyi so she just needs an excuse to ridicule her. 

"Do you forget that you are now married to our family's son? A married woman stays at her marital home, not with her father. Don't you know how people will talk? What a foolish woman you're!" 

  "Wenna!" The scolding voice belonged to Grandma Mian. 

"It's okay, Grandma," Zhenyi said, putting a hand on the elderly lady's shoulder. She then turned to Long Wenna. "Mrs. Zhang, where is it written that a married woman can't live with her father? And as for living at my marital home, it's where my husband is. Since he is not here, I can stay here for a few days. What do you think about it, Aunt Wenna?"

Zhenyi called out Long Wenna's name in a very soft voice. 

Long Wenna frowned, as did the others.

She would live there? Song Lily's eyes widened. 

Among all the ladies, Grandma Mian was the happiest. 

Song Lily was obviously on the verge of breaking down. She hated Zhenyi. She couldn't tolerate Zhenyi for a few hours. How was she going to tolerate her for a few days? She had an urge to slap Long Wenna. Why did she provoke Zhenyi? Did she not know the latter's temperament? 

"Good girl!" Grandma Mian clapped in happiness." I will talk to Xin Yichen, you don't have to worry at all. Come with me, I will show you your room." 

To say Grandma Mian was excited would be an understatement. 

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Song Lily, who was standing behind Long Wenna said angrily," How many times did I tell you not to provoke her? She seeks pleasure in our misery. Wenna...Wenna...You committed a blunder." 

"How would I know she would suddenly change her mind?" Long Wenna scowled. "Didn't you say that she didn't like to stay here?" 

Song Lily didn't intend to be polite to Long Wenna. She walked out of the room in anger." Don't cause more trouble than you already have, Wenna." 

  Long Wenna harrumphed and took her handbag to leave the Long mansion. 

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Zhenyi unlocked the bedroom door with a click. As she entered, her gaze fell on the elegant decor of the bedroom. It was perfect. But she didn't like it at all because it was too perfect that it clearly showed that the bedroom was anything but personal. Everything seemed like it was picked from those Pinterest aesthetics. 

The million-dollar paintings on the wall gave the impression that someone had spent millions for the decoration of the particular bedroom. 

The imported carpets, the expensive ceilings everything was just too outstanding. 

Zhenyi's gaze fell on the painting that was hung behind the majestic bed and she froze. Her eyes widened and her heart stopped beating. 

A maid who was appointed by Grandma Mian to Zhenyi noticed the change in her demeanor. 

"Mrs. Long, are you okay?" She asked the  frozen Zhenyi. 

"Who decorated this room?" Zhenyi didn't know how she managed to utter the word. 

The maid frowned as she looked around to find faults in the decoration. Obviously, she didn't as the decoration was perfect. 

However, she replied as honestly as she could," Young Master Jie's mother specifically decorated the room."

'How can a mother be so cruel?" Zhenyi said in her heart. 

Zhenyi was so enraged that she didn't care about her image at all and pulled the painting off the wall. 

The maid was shouting behind Zhenyi as to what she was doing but she didn't listen to her at all. 

She wished she could kill Song Lily right now. She was not afraid of consequences but she sure was afraid of her husband's image. She didn't wish to harm him in any way more than those people had already done. 

She reached the garden area and threw the million dollars painting on the ground. 

"Ada! Matchbox!" Zhenyi roared. The angry tigress would tear apart anyone who would come into her way right now. 

Her roar was heard by everyone inside the mansion. They came running towards the source of the angry roar. 

When they reached the garden area, all of them were stunned by the scene unfolding before their eyes. The million dollar painting was burning in front of them. 

Song Lily was fuming with anger. She wished to tear apart Zhenyi but only if she could. She walked towards Zhenyi furiously and grabbed her arm to force her to look at her. 

"Pa!" 

A loud slap was heard. 

Zhenyi held her cheek and looked at Song Lily stunned. She actually hit her. 

"How dare you burn this painting? Do you even know why it was hung inside Long Jie's room? Father gave him this particular painting on his 21st birthday. But you, damned girl, you burned it. A leopard never changes its spot and today you proved to everyone that the blood flowing inside your veins is dirty and lowly. Like mother, like daughter!" 

"What did you say?" Zhenyi asked, boring her eyes into Song Lily's. "I dare you to repeat your words, Song Lily!" 

"You heard me loud and clear! The dirty and lowly offspring of Tang Reine!" 

Zhenyi took a step backwards all the way, staring at Song Lily. "I will never forget this day, Song Lily. The day you called my mother dirty and lowly. There will come a day when you will regret your words the most, but the time that has passed won't come back. And trust me, one day I will know your secret. The secret why you hate my mother so much. She is already dead but you never let her exist in peace. Note it down Song Lily, I, Xin Zhenyi, am here to make your life worse than hell. If hell truly exists, I will show you what it felt like."