Chapter 2: A Good Dog Doesn't Block the Way

The eight or nine-year-old child saw that there was no help to be found, so he gritted his teeth and said, "Big sister, I'll save you!"

The crowd looked at the child in surprise.

"What's wrong with this kid?"

"I reckon he's going to save his fat sister."

"I really wonder if they were born to the same mother; their appearances are just too different!"

The various whispers reached Su Jingyao’s ears clearly.

Su Jingyao clenched her fists, a name flashing through her mind: "Jingyan, don't come down! Big sister can get up on her own!"

It should be early autumn by now; letting such a young child enter the water would inevitably lead to a cold, and she did not want him to fall ill because of her.

Su Jingyao struggled to raise her arms and swam hard toward the shore.

After a quarter of an hour, Su Jingyao climbed onto the bank, already panting for breath.

The water had soaked through her clothes, revealing things that should not have been seen.

Su Jingyao was a modern person and did not care much about such things, but unfortunately, in this conservative ancient era, it was not viewed that way.

"Look at her, that round, chubby figure is just like pork belly, hanging off her body in layers..."

"Haha, that's right, that's right..."

Hearing these words, Su Jingyan’s face flushed red. He immediately took off his own outer garment and draped it over Su Jingyao.

Su Jingyao did not refuse; she smiled gently at Su Jingyan, then let her expression turn cold.

Those who were mocking her were all high-ranking officials and nobles, as impressions of them flashed through her mind the moment she looked at them.

And her own identity was the legitimate eldest daughter of the General's Mansion!

Su Jingyao scanned these people one by one; even some of the women were secretly covering their mouths and noses with handkerchiefs, snickering!

What kind of hearts did these people have?

Was it necessary to treat a woman this way?

Su Jingyao sneered, took Su Jingyan’s hand, and turned to leave.

"Who said you could leave?" A man stepped out, blocking Su Jingyao’s path.

"Why?" Su Jingyao looked at the man before her coldly.

This man’s name was Lin Yuanzhi, the son of the current Marquis. His status was noble, so there was always a sense of condescension when he spoke.

"Want to leave? Fine! Just roll out of here!" Lin Yuanzhi lifted his chin, looking at Su Jingyao with contempt.

Su Jingyao sneered, "I wasn't aware of any such rule!"

"Too much talk! I told you to roll, so roll!"

The surrounding crowd began to jeer, which made Lin Yuanzhi feel he was losing face.

His face flushed red: "Hurry up and roll for this young Marquis!"

"I won't roll. What can you do about it?" Su Jingyao walked past him, treating him as if he were invisible.

"You fat woman, how dare you treat me like this?!" Lin Yuanzhi turned and grabbed Su Jingyao’s arm.

He then gave a hard tug, intending to throw Su Jingyao to the ground.

Su Jingyao grabbed his arm in return and executed a shoulder throw. This body might have nothing else, but it certainly had strength! With a fierce swing, she threw Lin Yuanzhi into the lake!

"Young Master Lin, I am truly sorry, but men and women should not touch. If my father were to find out, he would surely scold Yaor'er." The implication of these words was to tell him to forgive her for throwing him into the lake, while also serving as a warning—who told him to grab her hand first!

Lin Yuanzhi was a complete landlubber and was already splashing around in the lake; his servants quickly moved to pull him out.

Su Jingyao sneered, then turned and walked away.

This time, no one made a sound, and no one blocked her path.

"As the saying goes, a good dog doesn't block the road. Many thanks, everyone." When she had walked nearly halfway, Su Jingyao turned her head and said loudly.

The crowd’s faces flushed red, while Su Jingyao held Su Jingyan’s hand and headed in the direction of the General's Mansion.