Chapter 7: Trouble Approaches

"You actually didn't die?!"

An Ran frowned, feeling extremely impatient. Just as she was racking her brains over how to avoid Young Master Shen, someone actually dared to come to her door seeking death. She opened her eyes to see a gorgeously dressed woman storming toward her. An Ran narrowed her eyes.

The apple of Prince Yan's eye, the eldest Miss Yan, Yan Lingtong.

Speaking of this eldest Miss Yan, everyone praised her for possessing both the elegance and nobility of a lady and the bold, magnanimous spirit of a man; she could be called the model for all women in the world.

Only the original owner, that fool, knew best that this was merely a facade.

"This fool really has a tough life." Following behind Yan Lingtong was the second Miss Yan, Yan Ling'er.

Her personality was just as "second-rate" as her ranking; she was usually used as a pawn by Yan Lingtong. Not only was she unaware and unvigilant, but she was also smugly proud of it.

"But good luck always runs out eventually. Eldest Sister, why don't we just..." Yan Ling'er was cut off mid-sentence when the girl beside her tugged at her. She flew into a rage, "Why do you keep pulling on me?!"

The corners of Yan Lingsi's mouth lifted slightly in a look of utter mockery, but it vanished the next instant, replaced by a gentle, slightly humble tone.

"Third Sister was ill a couple of days ago; it was because the servants were inattentive. Grandfather has already punished them. Did Second Sister forget?"

Yan Ling'er’s eyes widened. "Are you brain-damaged? I was talking about..."

"Shut up!" Yan Ling'er might be a fool, but Yan Lingtong was definitely not. She shouted to stop Yan Ling'er.

Yan Ling'er, born to a secondary consort, had a higher status than Yan Lingsi, who was born to a concubine, but she was definitely no match for the legitimate eldest daughter, Yan Lingtong.

Although Yan Ling'er didn't know the reason for the shout, she obediently shut her mouth, taking the opportunity to glare fiercely at Yan Lingsi.

Yan Lingsi just stood there with her head bowed and eyes lowered, not saying a word.

An Ran looked at these three sisters of the original owner and narrowed her eyes.

The original owner was a fool with an empty head; An Ran had only managed to search out her identity, knowing nothing else.

She didn't know how she had ended up in that dilapidated temple that night, nor did she know what exactly had happened that night.

But now, at the very least, she knew the reason why she had appeared in a ruined temple miles away from the Prince's mansion that late night.

She hadn't even started investigating, yet the culprits had come knocking on her door of their own accord.

An Ran’s lips suddenly curled upward. She was currently facing a life-or-death crisis, and the culprits still dared to come to her door and act arrogantly. It seemed her temper wasn't as bad as those young masters in the capital claimed.

Yan Lingtong saw the fool before her narrowing her large, watery eyes, then suddenly curling her lips into a smile. Dimples appeared at the corners of her mouth, looking charming and pure. Instantly, her mood turned worse than ever before.

To get rid of this fool, she had gone to great lengths to trick her out of the mansion, and to clear herself of suspicion, she had stayed at Ruyuan Temple for three days. She had expected that upon her return, she would hear the news that the fool was already dead.

And yet?

Why was she still sitting here, perfectly fine?!

"Yan Lingmeng, how did you get back?"

An Ran giggled, blinking her apricot-like, watery eyes, and said nothing.

Seeing An Ran like this, Yan Lingtong was even more incensed. Everyone praised her for her excellent character and appearance, placing her alongside the number one talented woman, Bai Lianwei, as the two gems of the capital.

That was only because they hadn't seen this fool; in terms of beauty, they were both far inferior.

"Eldest Sister." Yan Ling'er, who had finally been quiet for a moment, started seeking attention again. "Why are you wasting your breath on a fool? She can't understand you, and you won't get anything out of her."

Yan Lingtong remained silent, staring fixedly at An Ran. The feeling this fool gave her today seemed a bit different from before.

Yan Ling'er rubbed her hands together. "Because of this fool, we stayed at Ruyuan Temple for three days, eating poorly and sleeping poorly, and the plan didn't even succeed. Eldest Sister, if you're in a bad mood, let me help you beat her up to vent your anger."