Chu Qianli heard this and looked back.
Han Zhan.
Although he was the son of the steward, no one in the Duke's mansion dared to treat him as a servant.
His martial arts were profound, and he was unmatched in the Duke's mansion.
Compared to the ignorant young masters of the Duke's mansion, Han Zhan was clearly more favored by the Duke.
It was rumored that the Duke intended to keep him in the mansion, so many of the young ladies in the mansion had secretly sent him flirtatious glances.
The former Seventh Miss, Chu Qianli, before meeting Feng Yexuan, had been quite fond of Han Zhan.
There were rumors that she had tried multiple times to take Han Zhan as her lover, but unfortunately, she was coldly rejected by Han Zhan each time.
Chu Qianli had pestered Han Zhan for years, until she met Feng Yexuan.
But Han Zhan had always kept his distance from her.
Han Zhan strode up to Chu Qianli, glaring at her with anger in his eyes:
"You are already married, why have you returned to bully Huaiyu? Wasn't your past bullying of her enough?"
Chu Qianli was speechless.
She felt like she hadn't done anything.
Chu Huaiyu panicked and quickly said, "Han Zhan, my sister didn't bully me. I was just careless. It's my fault."
As she spoke, she quickly crouched down to pick up the shattered plates.
The maidservant Xiao Ya, who was kneeling on the ground, was still flustered and kowtowed repeatedly:
"It's my fault, it's all my fault. Seventh Miss, please spare me! Seventh Miss, please spare me!"
"Mmm..." Chu Huaiyu, who was picking up the broken porcelain shards, accidentally cut her finger.
The lump on Xiao Ya's forehead, the scarlet blood on Chu Huaiyu's finger, instantly stained Han Zhan's eyes.
"Chu Qianli, you are going too far!"
He stepped forward and placed a palm on Chu Qianli's shoulder: "If you bully Huaiyu and her servant again, I will kill you!"
"Han Zhan, don't hurt my sister!" Chu Huaiyu exclaimed in fright upon seeing this.
Chu Qianli immediately dodged with a sidestep.
She hadn't expected Han Zhan's skill to be even greater than before.
As she sidestepped, the residual force of Han Zhan's palm still struck her shoulder.
Chu Qianli was forced to retreat several steps, and it took her a while to regain her balance.
Her shoulder burned with pain. Without looking, she knew it must be a large, red, and swollen patch.
"Are you sick?" Chu Qianli clutched her shoulder, her delicate brows furrowed.
What did these two women, one kowtowing and kneeling, the other cutting her finger, have to do with her?
"Chu Qianli, don't play tricks in front of me. No matter what you do, I find you utterly disgusting!"
Han Zhan truly detested Chu Qianli, to the point where seeing her made him feel nauseous!
What a waste of such a beautiful face, but unfortunately, her heart was wicked, overbearing, and barbaric!
"Han Zhan, don't speak nonsense!" Chu Huaiyu, ignoring her injured finger, quickly intervened.
She said anxiously, "It was really my carelessness. I bumped into my sister. This has nothing to do with her."
"You don't need to explain for her. I know better than you what kind of person she is!"
Who didn't know how detestable the former Chu Qianli was?
"Xiao Ya, hurry and get up. If you keep kowtowing, you'll be disfigured!" Han Zhan called out.
Xiao Ya shakily got up, not daring to breathe.
Han Zhan didn't even want to look at Chu Qianli again. He only said gently to Chu Huaiyu, "Let's go, I'll escort you back to get your wound bandaged."
"But, my sister..."
"Don't bother with this vicious woman. No matter what she does, I won't even spare her a glance!"
Han Zhan supported her and turned to leave.
Behind them, Chu Qianli let out a cold laugh, "You self-important dog, you injured me and now you want to leave?"