Chapter 3: Birds of a Feather

Although Xiao Min was accustomed to seeing modern beauties, she had never imagined that such a woman could exist in this world.

Instantly, a sense of goodwill toward this breathtaking beauty blossomed in her heart.

"Look, what are you looking at, you ugly woman!" By now, the maid in green had stood up at some point. Seeing Xiao Min in a daze, she was filled with rage; she had no idea what Xiao Min was thinking.

She deliberately drew out the last three words, "ugly woman," and spoke with a sharp, unpleasant tone.

Xiao Min was snapped back to reality by this. She shrugged, indifferently poured the last few drops of tea into her mouth, and licked her lips.

She had actually felt quite favorably toward this stunning woman, but she found it strange—how could such a beauty have such a vicious maid by her side?

Since she was a newcomer, it was better to avoid trouble. She immediately withdrew her gaze, tilted her head back, and drained the last drop of tea.

"You—!" Liu'er hadn't expected this ugly woman to be so bold. She had told her not to look, yet the woman was so stubborn, showing no respect even in front of her mistress.

Most importantly, she dared to ignore her existence?

Her small eyes darted around, and she secretly glanced at her mistress, who wore a faint smile.

Liu'er wisely shut her mouth, putting on a look of anticipation as she watched the ragged Xiao Min with a sense of pity.

Sure enough—Xiao Ruoxue’s beautiful willow-leaf brows knitted together. She glanced at Xiao Min with an expression of utter disgust, as if she feared that letting her gaze linger for even a second would soil her eyes.

Her fair, delicate hand instinctively moved to cover her nose, the movement elegant and natural.

"So filthy!" Though the voice remained pleasant, it sounded cold, devoid of any emotion.

Xiao Min was stunned! Although she had sensed it coming, she hadn't expected this woman to be so mean-spirited.

Looking at this mistress and her servant, then looking at herself, she knew they looked down on her. She didn't get angry; instead, she reached up to scratch her messy hair, turned her back, and ignored them.

However—this turn was a mistake!

"Clatter!"

The teapot in Xiao Min's hand fell to the ground and shattered instantly. The scattered shards were like the thoughts of certain people at that moment.

As Xiao Min turned, she happened to see the person in the mirror...

Looking at the woman in the mirror, she saw a face the size of a palm, with the entire right side covered in shocking, hideous scars.

"Pfft—!" Xiao Min almost spat out a mouthful of blood! She couldn't believe it.

...

She reached out to touch her cheek! The person in the bronze mirror mimicked the movement.

"Oh my god—!" Even with Xiao Min's composed temperament, she couldn't help but cry out.

She continued, unwilling to give up, using both hands on her face, pinching and squeezing until she brought tears to her own eyes. Xiao Min had to face reality.

In the mirror—that face, ugly enough to be fined, was her current appearance!

Damn it—damn the heavens!

This was too much. If she had to transmigrate, couldn't she at least have a face that was stunning, or at the very least, passable? How was she supposed to go out and face people like this?

...

How could Liu'er and Xiao Ruoxue have expected this woman to act this way?

"How bold, to dare ignore this young lady!" The previously cold voice became even more ruthless.

Xiao Min’s mouth twitched. This woman was truly narrow-minded; was she supposed to look at her or not?

Looking at the reflection, then back at the stunning face of the beauty before her, the last shred of goodwill she had for this beauty vanished instantly.

However, before she could speak

"Someone—drag this beggar out and gouge out her eyes!" The next sentence sent a chill down Xiao Min's spine!

Damn, she hadn't provoked anyone, yet she was met with this result?

Looking at the beauty before her, was this what they called a heart of a scorpion?

She had only stood before her without saying a word, and she had already "soiled" her eyes?

The key was, it was her eyes that were soiled, but it was her own eyes that were to be gouged out!

It was truly a bolt from the blue!

Xiao Min cursed her family in her heart, but she certainly wouldn't just surrender and let them gouge out her eyes!

She was already in this state; if she lost her sight, wouldn't she just be waiting for death?

Death—? She shook her head. She didn't want to die yet!

Her eyes darted cunningly. She stepped back without a trace and glanced toward the door.

Just as the maid and the girl in pink weren't paying attention, Xiao Min turned sideways and slipped past them. Seeing she had reached the courtyard, she looked back at the two who were still stunned in place, a triumphant smile curling on her lips.

"Bang—!" Unexpectedly, at that moment, she felt as if she had run into a stone wall. The intense pain forced Xiao Min to stop and rub her forehead.

This sudden turn of events startled Xiao Min, who had been fully focused on escaping.

She raised her head, and their eyes met...

Xiao Min felt a sense of vertigo, and her cheeks felt slightly hot!

Standing before her was a man as handsome as an immortal. His ink-black hair was held up by a snow-white mutton-fat jade hairpin. His long, narrow eyes were bottomless, his nose bridge was high, and his thin lips were carved with exquisite precision. His features were distinct; while he looked resolute, he also exuded an air of scholarly grace.

In white robes and black hair, his clothes and hair drifted freely, untied and unbound. With his tall figure, he looked like a god descended to earth.

Xiao Min stared at the handsome man, taking a long moment to recover!

Just then—

"Big brother, when did you return?" The girl in pink changed her expression. Where had the coldness that wanted to gouge out her eyes gone?

She walked up and clung to the man, acting spoiled. At this moment, she was as docile as a kitten, harmless and innocent!

She glanced at the maid, then looked at the man, acting even more like a young girl experiencing her first love, lowering her head and twisting her hands nervously.

Xiao Min took in everyone's expressions, not knowing what to say to the handsome man.

She looked at the large footprint she had left on his shoe. Xiao Min felt her heart rate increase, and her cheeks felt unnaturally hot!

She cursed herself inwardly for being pathetic. It was just a man who looked decent; why was she acting like a love-struck girl, looking like a fool?

She snuck another glance at the handsome man. Why did she suddenly feel a sense of familiarity?

Though she had some doubts, her goodwill toward the handsome man increased by another three points.

However, there was no time to think.