Chapter 548 - 482 The Lonely Sister and Brother of the Ancient Hunter Family 3
Rong Yan opened the door, and in that instant, all eyes in the courtyard were focused on her.
Rong Zhimin saw his niece and immediately said, "Yan, you’ve come out at just the right time. These are the people from the Zheng Family here to take you. You don’t need to pack anything; just go with them."
The Zheng Family was a prominent household in town. Old Master Zheng, who was fifty-five this year, had been utterly captivated by Miss Rong after seeing her in town a month ago and had kept her in his mind since then.
After finding out whose daughter she was, he had sent someone to propose that she become his concubine, but her father had thrown the messenger out.
Later, they sent people two more times.
Each time, her father had sent them away.
This time, having learned of the death of both her parents, they quickly got in touch with Miss Rong’s uncle.
Rong Yan had reason to suspect that her father’s death was related to Old Master Zheng from town.
After Rong Zhimin finished speaking, an old woman dressed as a matchmaker immediately said to Rong Yan, "Miss Rong, please! Our master is waiting, and missing the auspicious hour would not be good."
After she had spoken, the Zheng Family’s steward also spoke up, his voice carrying an air of superiority and arrogance.
"Thirteenth Aunt, please! The sedan chair is waiting outside. If you don’t wish to board it, then don’t blame us for offending you."
In his view, this family was simply too clueless; their Old Master was the richest man in town.
Moreover, his family had influential relatives in the capital.
Their master had taken notice of this young lady, which should have been considered good fortune by the Rong Family due to her past life’s deeds, yet they had rejected him twice already due to that ignorant younger brother of her father.
Ha! Where was she now? Still ending up in his master’s backyard, wasn’t she?
Rong Yan nearly laughed out loud upon hearing this.
Thirteenth Aunt? Who the hell are you calling that?
"When did you get the right to decide my marriage? Those who know better had better scram," Rong Yan faced these people, now with more reason to suspect that her father’s death was connected to the Zheng Family.
Otherwise, given her father’s skills, he couldn’t have possibly died just by going hunting on the mountain.
Upon hearing her words, the steward’s face immediately turned cold.
He sneered, "Thirteenth Aunt, you sure have quite the nerve... If you don’t wish to leave with dignity, then don’t blame us for being impolite."
"Bring someone to ’invite’ Thirteenth Aunt onto the sedan chair."
He emphasized the word "invite" heavily.
No sooner had he spoken than the four stout old women he’d brought with him all rushed toward Rong Yan, each looking ferocious and menacing.
It seemed they had already anticipated she might be resistant, so they had come prepared.
Watching this young lady, the steward scoffed inwardly... some people just couldn’t see the reality of their situation.
Even now, stubbornly resisting; it was simply absurd.
It seemed, Thirteenth Aunt was quite pretty, but she was not smart.
Under these circumstances, did she not realize that entering his master’s household was the best option?
That way, she could live a life of luxury.
If she didn’t join the Zheng Family, did she plan on ending up in a brothel? Couldn’t she see what kind of people her uncles were?
His Old Master was actually trying to save her!
Frankly speaking, she was just ungrateful... just like her father.
Everyone could foresee the outcome, for how could a frail young lady possibly stand a chance against four robust maidens?
The result surprised no one.
Thus, the steward turned and began to walk outside.
But just then, something unexpected happened.
The four old women hadn’t yet reached Rong Yan when she kicked one of them, sending her flying.