Chapter 258 Fainting from Anger

Chapter 258 Fainting in Fury

"We are both women, but I truly envy how well you maintain that thick skin of yours. You're old enough, so why do you have to be such a sly old fox?"

Old Madam Ji glared at her, eyes wide, her face contorted with rage.

"You..."

Ji Yuntang remained smiling. "Hold on, I'm not done apologizing yet."

"You say my family is unlucky? Then how about you just drop dead? I don't even live in your Yongning Marquis Manor anymore, so how can I still bring bad luck to you all? That just shows how morally bankrupt and rotten your characters are—even the heavens can't bear to watch."

"I sincerely suggest that elderly people like you eat more skincare products to bring out your inner beauty—maybe you'll live a few more years that way."

As she said this, she deliberately shot a glance at Ji Nanchuan and Madam Meng.

Both of them turned bright red, and they nearly jumped up.

Ji Huaiche's temple bulged, and his gaze cut into Ji Yuntang like knives, wishing he could rip her apart.

"Ji Yuntang, you bitch! How dare you curse Grandmother and our parents? Do you think I'm giving you too much face?"

Ji Yuntang sighed and said to everyone, "Ah, a son's misbehavior is the father's fault; if the heir curses, it's my fault. Please forgive me for making you laugh."

After speaking, she turned to Ji Huaiche and glared at him.

"Don't shout at me. I've been afraid of dogs since I was a child, especially stupid dogs like you, Heir Ji."

"When I save your face, I hope you'll grow a brain. There are so many people here—no one else reacted when they heard it, so why are you barking so happily? If the shoe fits, wear it."

Ji Huaiche was so angry he nearly spat blood on the spot.

Ji Qingqing's face was mournful as she looked at Ji Yuntang with great dissatisfaction.

"Sis, is this your idea of an apology—cursing Grandma to death and scolding Father, Mother, and Big Brother?"

"They are your natal family! How could you?"

She should have kept her mouth shut. But as soon as she spoke, Ji Yuntang noticed her.

She replied, "Right, I shouldn't do this. How could I forget you, this green tea bitch?"

"Ji Qingqing, you are truly beautiful, with a very distinctive personality. Your big eyes are sparkling and crystal clear. When you're being silly, you're actually quite cute. You made me write this acrostic for you."

Ji Qingqing: "..."

Ji Qingqing: "!!!"

After realizing it, she widened her eyes and screamed, "You dare call me a fucking idiot?"

Ji Yuntang rolled her eyes and played dumb directly.

"Oh, what's a 'fucking idiot'? Wasn't I just praising you?"

Xie Liuzheng loudly chimed in, "Right, exactly! I heard it all. The Night Princess was clearly praising your beauty, personality, big eyes, and cuteness. How can you say she insulted you?"

He almost died laughing.

In all his life, he had never seen anyone curse like Ji Yuntang—this is an eye-opener!

But he had to admit, he was getting a kick out of it.

Looking at the Yongning Manor crowd, looking like they'd swallowed flies, he felt all his anger drain away, didn't he?

Ji Nanchuan's face was livid. He crushed the teacup in a fit of rage and stood up furiously.

"Ji Yuntang, don't go too far! You really think I don't dare to hit you today?"

Ji Yuntang frowned. "What are you yelling about? Are you trying to die before tomorrow?"

"You guys made me apologize, and now you say I'm going too far. Why are you so hard to please?"

"I've always spoken bluntly like this. Haven't you known that all along?"

"Or do you all just love being cursed at? You purposely piss me off to get an apology, but really you want me to chew you out so you'll feel better?"

Madam Meng gritted her teeth. "Ji Yuntang, don't forget you carry Yongning Marquis blood. Cursing the manor is the same as cursing yourself!"

This wasn't her first time witnessing Ji Yuntang's skill in bickering, but even now she was thoroughly enraged.

As a result, she, who was usually dignified and gentle, raised her voice a few notches.

Ji Yuntang furrowed her brows and said with some impatience, "Fine, fine, my bad. I admit I did wrong."

"I shouldn't have said Old Madam Ji acts like an old fogey, shouldn't have scolded you for moral corruption, shouldn't have called the heir brainless, and especially shouldn't have called Ji Qingqing a fucking idiot."

"But be honest with yourselves: aren't you really those things?"

Madam Meng: "..."

Ji Nanchuan: "..."

Ji Qingqing: "..."

Ji Huaiche: "..."

Old Madam Ji: "..."

The group felt deeply offended.

Just then—

"Oh no, Old Madam Ji has fainted! Hurry and fetch a doctor!"

A matron beside her was shouting. Ji Yuntang turned to look and saw Old Madam Ji panting heavily, eyes rolling back, her body shaking like a sieve as if she had Parkinson's, as if she could die at any moment.

This time it wasn't an act; she had truly fainted from anger.

Ji Yuntang raised an eyebrow. With such weak mental fortitude, she dared to challenge her?

The Xu family doctor arrived fast. After a round of pulse-taking and acupuncture, Old Madam Ji's breath finally smoothed out.

Feeling as if she had snatched back her old life, she immediately stared coldly at Ji Yuntang.

"The manor treated you well, finding you a marriage match that one could hardly find with a lantern, making you a princess in the blink of an eye."

"Now that you have status, you look down on us blood relatives and kick us away."

"Ji Yuntang, how can you be so ungrateful?"

Ji Yuntang sneered, "Conscience? Do you even have one?"

"If you did, I think your consciences are black as sin. Otherwise, why don't you dig them out and show me, to prove that Madam Ji has a conscience?"

"You—" Madam Ji trembled with anger, almost fainting again, but Ji Nanchuan promptly supported her.

He strode over with a ferocious expression, raised his hand, and slapped Ji Yuntang's face.

"You ungrateful daughter, today I will cleanse the family name of the Marquis Manor!"

Just as Ji Nanchuan's slap was halfway down, Xie Jinrong blocked it with his arm, his face cold and contemptuous.

"A man who hits women is scum, and a man who hits his own daughter is even more worthless."

"Ji Nanchuan, you've had your eyes closed all along, fine, but if you dare to strike someone today, I'll go straight to the Emperor tomorrow and report you, and make sure you can't get away with it."

Ji Nanchuan's face twisted in fury, and he began to curse loudly.

"Xie Jinrong, you old bastard! I, this Marquis, am disciplining my own daughter. What business is it of yours? Don't be ungrateful—get out of my way!"

Ji Yuntang sneered, "I am not your daughter. Don't kid yourself."

Hearing this, Xie Liuzheng then had an idea, his eyes lighting up. He looked excitedly at Xie Jinrong and Madam Meng.

"Father, Mother, haven't you always wanted a daughter?"

"I think Princess Ye is perfect. Why don't you take her as your goddaughter? That way, when you stand up for her in the future, no one can say it's none of your business!"

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