Chapter 3: I am So Beautiful

Li Tingqian felt a bit prickly in his buttocks and didn't dare to sit anymore.

It's true that the imperial grandfather does spoil his niece.

Not long after Old Man Li left with his grandson, a carriage arrived at the entrance.

From the carriage, a well-dressed woman got off.

The woman looked at the shabby courtyard and furrowed her brows.

"Mother Zhou, are you sure our Seventh Miss lives here? In this broken place?" A maidservant behind her whispered, "Could it be another imposter?"

Over the years, the Jiang Family had encountered countless imposters in their search for Seventh Miss.

It was all for the sake of the Jiang Family's glory and wealth!

The maidservant couldn't help but have contempt in her heart.

Mother Zhou said, "Even if it's a fake, we still have to go in and see."

The two of them cautiously stepped into the courtyard, avoiding getting dust on their shoes and clothes.

As soon as they entered, they saw a teenage girl, sitting on a broken chair, basking in the sun with her legs propped up, drowsy and lazy.

Everything around was shabby and shoddy.

The girl was wearing only a faded old cotton dress, with her sleeves rolled up to her arms, revealing half of her slender white arms. Even wearing such simple clothing, she had a natural sense of comfort and simplicity.

However, when Mother Zhou saw the girl's face, she couldn't help but be dumbstruck.

This girl's eyes were like cold stars, her eyebrows were like paintings, her skin like ice and jade, beautiful beyond the earthly realm. And yet, her gaze was lazy, as if she had no interest in anything around her.

This face contrasted sharply with the surrounding environment.

But what shocked Mother Zhou was not just that-

This girl looked almost exactly like Madam when she was young!

With a face like that, could there still be any doubt?

Mother Zhou's whole body trembled with excitement, and she knelt down with a thump.

The maidservant was startled and knelt down subconsciously as well.

Jiang Ning looked at them, wondering why the visitors lately had been stranger than the last.

There was no need to kneel just because they were hungry.

But, even if they were hungry, she couldn't help them.

She genuinely had no rice left.

"Sorry, the restaurant is closed today. We're out of rice. Come back another day for a meal," she said.

Mother Zhou's tears flowed down at the sound of her words.

How could the Jiang Family's young miss wear such clothes, live in such a shabby house, and not even have rice?

She crawled on her knees to Jiang Ning's side and said with a trembling voice, "Seventh Miss, I'm here to take you back to the mansion!"

Hmm?

Jiang Ning finally took a closer look at them.

She remembered clearly that the original owner was a single daughter whose parents died early, so where did the Seventh Miss come from?

Could it be that she was being kidnapped by the madam of a brothel to do unspeakable things?

In recent days, Jiang Ning had also looked at her face in the water, and although a little malnourished, she was definitely a beauty.

It was understandable that such beauty could attract bad people.

Jiang Ning pointed to her leg, "Eldest sister, my leg is lame. There's no use in taking me with you!"

Upon hearing this, Mother Zhou's tears gushed out even more.

Seventh Miss was too pitiful, kidnapped since she was a child, finally found but not only living in such poverty, but also lame!

It must be this family who had been beating her, scolding her, and bullying her!

With tears streaming down her face, Mother Zhou vowed to tell the Old Master when she got back, and burn down this place along with the people in it!

Jiang Ning saw her tears and thought that times were hard, the brothel business must be tough, and not being able to abduct a beauty would make them cry like this.

She couldn't sell her soul and that sort of thing for the sake of the brothel's business.

"Go back, don't waste your time on me. Even if I starve to death, I won't go with you." Jiang Ning touched her empty purse and spoke righteously.