Transmigrated as the Treacherous Official's Childhood Sweetheart-Chapter 389 - 388: Slap on the Face

The young man in front of the Dali desk looked displeased, staring silently in the direction where the delicate girl had left.

Seeing her chance, she smiled and spoke: "Isn’t the Third Young Miss being unreasonable? In this cold weather, she insisted on making Young Master Chen accompany her in a snowball fight, it’s freezing. She might have found the wrong person for this. Young Master Chen, please don’t blame the Third Young Miss, she’s still young and naive, and sometimes a bit spoiled."

Men, when frustrated by other women, would always try to save face somehow.

Qiu Wan had not forgotten that her true masters were the Ye Family, but when faced with such a charming man, she decided to take a risky chance.

Unfortunately, her gamble was misplaced.

Shen Chen did not appreciate her sentiment. He glanced at the smiling maid and said in a cold voice: "Gossiping about your master is a grave disrespect, punish yourself with twenty slaps to the mouth."

His voice was not loud, but Qiu Wan heard it clearly, and with a shiver, she hurriedly bowed her head in acknowledgment: "Young Master Chen, this servant acted on impulse, seeking fairness for you, and did not mean to speak ill of the Third Young Miss. Please forgive this servant once."

The man’s cold voice came again: "Make it thirty slaps."

The room fell silent. 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

Qiu Wan raised her panicked eyes, glanced at the stern-faced young man, and realizing he was serious, reluctantly raised her hand to slap her own face. Her slaps were weak, clearly just an act.

Shen Chen casually picked up the blue and white Lingzhi-patterned pen rack from the table, and with his hands, he snapped it in half. The dragon-shaped pen rack, resembling five mountain peaks, was made of Lingbi Stone, and it was forcefully broken into two halves, lying lonely on the table.

Qiu Wan stopped her self-slapping motion, staring at the object on the Dali desk and the young man with unblinking eyes.

The young man’s thin lips opened slightly: "If you have no strength, I could help you."

A blatant threat.

With such strength, two slaps might not kill, but would leave one half-dead.

In fear, Qiu Wan increased the force in her self-slapping, terrified that he might act personally.

In the room, a fire was burning, adding warmth to the cold winter. A young girl was forcefully slapping her own face without mercy. A green-clad young man looked somberly at the falling snowflakes outside, lost in thought.

When Qiushuang brought in the morning meal, she happened to see Qiu Wan, with a face swollen like a pig’s head, her face a shocking red.

Qiushuang, with the thought that less trouble is better than more, ignored it, skillfully laid out the morning meal on the pear wood round table, and respectfully said to the young man: "Young Master Chen, it’s time for breakfast."

After a moment, Shen Chen replied with a simple: "Hmm." Then added: "Replace her, Tingling Garden is not suited for her."

"Her" naturally referred to Qiu Wan.

Hearing this, Qiu Wan immediately panicked, hurriedly kneeling on the ground. Ignoring the strain it put on her facial wounds, she nervously pleaded: "Please, Young Master Chen, this servant knows her mistake and won’t gossip again. Besides, this servant only spoke ill of the Third Young Miss to stand up for you, it won’t happen again."

Shen Chen did not speak, signifying the decision was made and irreversible.

Qiushuang respectfully responded: "Yes."

She roughly understood what had happened. Qiu Wan must have spoken unfavorably about the Third Young Miss, which enraged Young Master Chen and caused him to send her away. It should be known that before Young Master Chen went to Dragon Tiger Mountain at a young age, his relationship with the Third Young Miss was very good. Qiu Wan had joined the Ye Mansion after Young Master Chen went to Dragon Tiger Mountain, unaware of this deep connection.