Chapter 1852 - 1854: A Different Xiaotian
When she saw Xiaotian, Jingjing simply couldn’t hide the hatred in her eyes. Rather than say she couldn’t hide it, it was more accurate to say she didn’t even want to.
Born into a wealthy family, she carried a natural sense of superiority that made her look down on someone like Xiaotian, who came from a child bride background.
She considered herself a cut above Xiaotian, and said arrogantly, "I’ll be staying in the side courtyard these few days. Aunt Pei said you have to wait on me properly."
Jingjing had come over precisely because she wanted Xiaotian to serve her. She couldn’t swallow the anger; she wanted revenge!
"Oh."
Faced with Jingjing’s arrogant, almost war‑declaring words, Xiaotian only gave a brief "oh" and said nothing more.
Anyway, if she wanted to make a fuss, let her. As long as she didn’t go near Little Yueyue again, that was fine.
Seeing Xiaotian’s attitude, Jingjing was so angry she could die. The look she threw Xiaotian was full of hatred as she asked, with a rather domineering tone, "Which room am I staying in?"
Xiaotian called over the Little Maid at her side. "Arrange a guest room for Miss Jingjing."
"Yes, ma’am!"
At this moment, Jingjing spoke up. "Aunt Pei said you’re to wait on me properly, not the maids. As for setting up the guest room and cleaning it, I’ll have to trouble you to do it in person, dear sister‑in‑law."
Jingjing deliberately emphasized the words "in person." She was truly too lazy to keep pretending to be polite. She’d come here just to go against Xiaotian, and since they’d already torn their faces yesterday, there was no need to keep up the act.
Facing this version of Jingjing, the corner of Xiaotian’s lips tugged up in a faint smile. She felt Jingjing was just a big‑chested, empty‑headed rich girl. This counted as trying to make things hard for her?
At most, it just meant she’d have a bit more work to do.
Still, even so, she had no intention of backing down. She acted as though she hadn’t heard Jingjing at all, and continued instructing the maid, "Go tidy up a guest room for Miss Jingjing. Hurry along."
The Little Maid, having received her orders, scurried off.
When Jingjing saw Xiaotian ignore her words, she was so mad her teeth itched. A flash of surprise also crossed her eyes—so she really wasn’t some temperless pushover. Jingjing snapped sharply, "I told you to go, not the maid."
All the while, Xiaotian kept up that "good‑natured" demeanor, smiling as she said, "Jingjing, little sister, I’d better not go. Yesterday you said you wanted to eat dishes I cooked myself. I did, and then you claimed I’d tampered with them. Now you want me to tidy a room. I think I’d best not. If you happen to find a rat or something in the room, you’ll say I put it there, and then I’d never be able to clear my name. Better let the maids handle it. I’ll stay here in the side courtyard with you, admire the flowers, enjoy the scenery instead."
The subtext of Xiaotian’s words was: whatever you ask me to do this time, I’m deliberately not doing it, so you can’t pin everything on me.
These words made Jingjing tremble with rage, especially when she heard mention of "rats in the room." She gnashed her teeth in hatred and even raised her hand, about to slap Xiaotian. "You cursing me?"
As soon as Jingjing’s hand came up, Xiaotian quickly reached out and grabbed her wrist. "Jingjing, little sister, what are you saying? You’re a guest of this household; I can barely manage to treat you properly as it is. Don’t let that hand slip. If it accidentally hits someone, that wouldn’t be good—especially since you’re still an unmarried girl. If word got out, it wouldn’t do your reputation any favors."
This was the first time Jingjing had ever suffered a setback outside. She was a pampered young lady at home—arrogant and domineering, everyone had to give way to her, and openly making trouble for others was an everyday occurrence. She never expected to stumble here today. She simply couldn’t accept it, the hatred in her eyes plain to see. With a cold snort, she turned and went off to the guest room.