She Holds the World After Being Reborn-Chapter 319 - 318: A Sorriest Sight, Raising a Filthy Pig

Chapter 319: Chapter 318: A Sorriest Sight, Raising a Filthy Pig

Huai Xin shared all the information about Yan Wanqing he had gathered with Huai Xinmei, and his eyes literally sparkled as he spoke of her grasping a gold mine.

Despite Huai Xinmei’s usual composure, the gold mine had taken her by surprise.

"Really?"

Huai Xin nodded fervently, "Absolutely true, the Commandery Princess just recently bought the residence of Merchant Hao, located diagonally opposite ours, with a payment in full on the spot. Moreover, Wu Zhen’s attitude has changed drastically; she now can’t wait to push that brat Huai Yu directly into the Commandery Princess’s bed. Therefore, the rumors about the gold mine must be true." freёwebnoѵel.com

"If Princess Anping really does have a gold mine, it might well be worth plotting over," Huai Xinmei said, scrutinizing her younger brother from top to bottom before frowning and shaking her head: "You’re as fat as a pig, how could you even compare with that pretty boy Huai Yu?!"

Huai Xin: "..."

"The Commandery Princess has come from the Capital City; she is accustomed to handsome men. Someone like you stands no chance of making even the slightest impression on her." Huai Xinmei continued with her pointed comments, standing up and circling around Huai Xin: "Bloated as you are, despite being at an age of a young gentleman, you’ve made yourself a filthy pig—such a sore sight for the eyes."

"Stop it, sister, or I’ll dig a hole and bury myself," Huai Xin said, his face alternating between red and white: "What’s the use for a man to be so good-looking?"

"An ordinary woman might not need her husband to be good-looking, but she is Princess Anping. She has too many men fawning over her. If you don’t excel in any aspect, what will you use to compete with others?" retorted Huai Xinmei cynically.

"How about this, I’ll give you half a month to reclaim the appearance of a graceful young man." Huai Xinmei took her brother’s chin in her hand, shaking it from side to side to examine his face: "This face, if slimmed down, might still be passable."

Their mother, renowned for her beauty in the Northern Border, had passed on decent looks to both siblings.

"Moreover, during this time, do not visit any filthy places. If I discover even once—" Huai Xinmei glanced down.

Huai Xin immediately covered up, his face showing panic: "Sister!"

Huai Xinmei sneered coldly, "You know what I’m capable of."

She released her grip and returned to her seat: "Slimming down is the first step; read more books when you have free time. I’ll call the tutor back to give you lessons."

Huai Xin frowned deeply: "Reading is more painful to me than death itself, can we skip that?"

"Do you think the famous Princess Anping, the female Zhuge of repute, would like a blockhead without a trace of learning in his stomach?"

Huai Xin shook his head obediently, "No."

"Right now, that blockhead is you."

Huai Xin: "...Sister, couldn’t you be less harsh now that you’re back? You’re not like this outside." It was precisely this harshness that made him and their father reluctant to come home.

To outsiders, the eldest daughter of the Marquis Residence seemed gentle and well-educated, sought after by nobles from all over the Northern Border, but those within the family knew that this was just a facade. The real Huai Xinmei was scathingly sarcastic, ruthless, cunning, and deeply strategic.

"Alright, alright, I’ll listen to you," Huai Xin quickly succumbed under his sister’s silent gaze.

He never dared to confront his elder sister from a young age due to an inborn sense of suppression.

"Sister, how are things between you and the City Lord Residence’s Young Master Chen?" Huai Xin asked cautiously, "Father said if you think it’s alright, he would agree to Young Master Chen’s marriage proposal."

At the mention of this person, Huai Xinmei instantly became visibly impatient.

"Tell our father not to meddle too much."

Huai Xin: "...Alright."

"Young Master Chen, Chen Di, is already in my pocket; he isn’t worth further investment. Let’s wait until after the Summer Sacrifice." Huai Xinmei added after some thought.

Chen Di might match her status and position in the whole Northern Border, but her ambition did not stop there.

Until she found someone better, she would not let go of Chen Di.

"Young Master Chen has been seeking father several times now, saying he wants to invite the City Lord to our house." Huai Xin recounted everything he had heard to his sister.

Upon hearing this, Huai Xinmei scoffed: "He’s trying to pressure me into submission, wishful thinking."

I thought it was an obedient dog, but it turned out to be rebellious at times.

"You don’t need to worry about this matter, I’ll handle it myself."

Huai Xin quickly nodded, "Alright, we trust you to handle matters, sister."

"Do you have any other business?" Huai Xinmei asked with a cold face.

Huai Xin: "...Do I, do I have business?"

Huai Xinmei raised an eyebrow, and Huai Xin quickly bent his waist and backed out, "No, no business, Sister, you go on with your work."

He took three steps as two and walked out of the door, once outside, he wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

It really was terrifying.

Both born from the same womb, but how could Sister’s temperament be so vile?

He still had to send someone to inform Father, to advise him not to return for some time.

It was clear that Huai Xinmei was in a bad mood.

Thinking this, Huai Xin hurriedly ran toward the courtyard entrance.

Leaning back on the cushion, Huai Xinmei massaged her shoulders and spoke with some fatigue, "Go, find a painter to make a portrait of the Commandery Princess and place it in Huai Xin’s study."

Xiaomian immediately came forward, "Yes, Miss."

"How is your hand?" Huai Xinmei asked her servant, a rare occurrence.

Xiaomian was pleasantly surprised, "Reporting to Miss, it still needs some time to recover. The hand isn’t broken, just fractured."

"Hmm, that’s good." That woman who suddenly appeared must have shown some mercy.

"Go and investigate the origin of those jewelries; a mere servant cannot afford such fine jewelries," Huai Xinmei ordered, and then massaged her temples, "I’m tired."

"This servant will assist Miss in resting." Xiaomian stepped forward promptly.

Bearing the pain, she assisted Huai Xinmei to get up, and as usual, helped her remove her outer garment and guided her to the couch.

As the beauty on the couch closed her eyes, Xiaomian slowly let the canopy fall and then silently stepped out of the room.

Only when the door closed did she breathe a sigh of relief as if a heavy weight had been lifted.

By Huai Xinmei’s side, she lived on the edge every day, constantly nervous; bound by a dead contract, unable to leave the Marquis Residence.

Xiaomian looked at her own frail wrist, her eyes filled with resentment.

If it weren’t for them, Miss’s matters would have already been settled.

A nosy, meddling wretch!

Next time, she didn’t know what excuse she would have to find to deal with that old woman.

But Xiaomian wasn’t worried because Huai Xinmei always had a way.

As for that garment, it was just an ordinary one from the wardrobe.

Indeed, it was brought back from the Capital City, but who said the City Lord’s son only brought one for his own sister?

As for that pair of master and servant today, she wouldn’t let them off no matter what!