Tang Xiaomin went to pour a glass of water and brought it to Zhang Meiyu, handing it over.
Zhang Meiyu reached out to take it, but Tang Xiaomin suddenly pulled her hand back, smiling faintly.
She tilted her head back and drank the entire glass of water, then placed the empty cup in front of Zhang Meiyu.
Zhang Meiyu gritted her teeth in anger, "Tang Xiaomin, what are you doing?"
Tang Xiaomin smiled, a hint of wickedness in her smile.
"Pouring a glass of water is no big deal, but why should I pour it for you to drink? Who are you to me?"
Zhang Meiyu roared in anger.
"I'm your mother!"
"Heh heh..."
Tang Xiaomin's laughter became even more unrestrained.
"Who was it that just said they would never acknowledge me as their daughter? Ms. Zhang, you haven't forgotten so quickly, have you?"
Zhang Meiyu was struck as if by lightning, glaring fiercely at Tang Xiaomin.
She had thought Tang Xiaomin merely wanted to snatch Tang Yiyi's belongings, but now it seemed to be more than that.
"Tang Xiaomin, what exactly do you want? What is your objective?"
As for her objective, Tang Xiaomin didn't bother to hide it from them.
Recalling the misery of her previous life, Tang Xiaomin said calmly.
"Nothing much, just collecting a debt."
Collecting a debt?
Zhang Meiyu's face turned ashen. Looking at Tang Xiaomin now, she actually felt a trace of fear.
It seemed that as long as Tang Xiaomin was around, the Tang family would never have peace.
The Tang family had four sons and one daughter. Although the villa was large, there were many rooms, but all the good rooms were already occupied.
Tang Xiaomin insisted on having Tang Yiyi's room. After much deliberation, Xue Yi could only offer Tang Yiyi a room that was originally one-third the size.
With the bed moved in and clothes piled high, it was extremely cramped.
Xue Yi said with a heartbroken expression, "Miss Yiyi, this room is so small, you've truly been wronged."
Wronged, Tang Yiyi had never suffered such a grievance. She was furious.
"As long as Mom and Dad still favor me, then I haven't been wronged. Xue Yi, you were hit by my sister last time, does it still hurt?"
"Thank you for your concern, Miss Yiyi. It doesn't hurt anymore. I am just a servant, and it's only right for me to be wronged a little. The main thing is you, Miss Yiyi, being bullied so much by Tang Xiaomin. Even I, a servant, can't stand it."
Tang Xiaomin's excessive behavior had completely angered the entire family. Tang Yiyi knew this well.
"Xue Yi, as long as my sister is willing to break off the engagement, then all the grievances I've suffered today will be worth it."
Xue Yi said, "Miss Yiyi, please rest assured, I will definitely mention it to Madam frequently and ask Tang Xiaomin to break off the engagement as soon as possible, so you won't be wronged for too long."
"Xue Yi, you are so good to me."
"Miss Yiyi, I watched you grow up, and I also feel heartbroken seeing you bullied by Tang Xiaomin."
...
As it was nearing dark, Xue Yi came to the living room and said to Tang Xiaomin.
"Tang Xiaomin, your room has been tidied up."
"Mm."
Tang Xiaomin nodded and leisurely lounged on the sofa, playing on her computer.
In front of Madam and Master, Xue Yi was determined to put Tang Xiaomin in her place.
"It's getting late. You can make dinner tonight. Madam and Master are used to your cooking."
Upon hearing this, Tang Xiaomin coldly glanced at Xue Yi, noticing a glint of shrewdness in her eyes.
At this hour, she still wanted to treat her like a servant. This Xue Yi was constantly testing her limits.
Looking at Tang Zhongcheng and Zhang Meiyu, they also had an air of entitlement.
It seemed that if they weren't taught a lesson, their bad habits wouldn't change.
Tang Xiaomin stood up, walked two steps towards Xue Yi, and without a word, raised her hand and slapped her across the face.
"Ah!"
Xue Yi cried out in pain, flying several meters before hitting the ground. Her face rapidly swelled and reddened, and she spat out a mouthful of blood. She appeared to be seriously injured.
"Xue Yi!"
Tang Yiyi came downstairs and quickly ran to Xue Yi's side. Zhang Meiyu and Tang Zhongcheng were also startled and rushed over to check her injuries.
It was worse than they thought.
The force of the blow was immense. Could a mere nineteen-year-old girl possess such strength?
At this moment, the entire family looked at Tang Xiaomin as if she were a ghost, filled with shock.
Even Tang Xiaomin herself was surprised. She finally remembered what Bai Wuchang had said about compensation: her strength increased by a thousand percent.
She had only intended to establish dominance, not use her full strength, otherwise Xue Yi would have been dead from that one slap.
Taking advantage of their stunned expressions, Tang Xiaomin declared.
"Listen, anyone in this house who dares to order me around will suffer the same fate as Xue Yi."
Seeing Xue Yi spitting blood, Tang Yiyi was so scared she started crying.
"Mom, Xue Yi is so badly injured, let's take her to the hospital quickly."
Tang Zhongcheng said, "I'll arrange a car. You two help Xue Yi out slowly, be careful."
The family was busy rushing Xue Yi to the hospital, and the entire family accompanied her.
Tang Xiaomin, however, leisurely took a tissue, as was her habit, to wipe her hands.
After all, when she was in the underworld, she dug out other ghosts' kidneys daily. If the organs didn't match, she would sometimes put them back, often getting her hands covered in blood. Wiping her hands was a habit.
After the Tang family had left, she went to the kitchen herself, took out lobster and sea cucumber, made herself a meal, and then left without cleaning up the dishes.
She returned to her room, took a bath, and slept soundly.
At the hospital, the doctor in a white coat said with a grave expression.
"The patient has a minor fracture of the facial bones, a concussion, and slight intracranial bleeding. We will observe her for now. If her condition improves, surgery will not be necessary."
The faces of the three members of the Tang family were grim. None of them could have imagined that Tang Xiaomin's single slap could cause Xue Yi such severe injuries.
Tang Zhongcheng asked, "Doctor, may I ask if a person can really be beaten like this with just one slap?"
The doctor replied, "If the force is great enough, theoretically it is possible. However, someone with such great strength would be extremely rare, perhaps one in tens of thousands."
...
For a nineteen-year-old girl to possess such strength was almost unbelievable.
Zhang Meiyu said with lingering fear, "Husband, Tang Xiaomin has changed completely. Has she gone mad? She hits people for no reason. How are we supposed to live like this?"
"Yes, Dad," Tang Yiyi also said with a look of terror.
"My sister is so fierce, I'm so scared. What if she hits me one day if I say something wrong?"
The Tang Xiaomin of the past was weak and submissive.
It was as if she had suffered a mental breakdown overnight, becoming a completely different person.
Tang Zhongcheng pondered it endlessly but could not come up with an explanation.
"From now on, try your best not to conflict with her at home. She has some emotional issues lately. Tomorrow, we'll take her to see a doctor to figure out what's going on."
Tang Yiyi suddenly gasped.
"Dad, are you saying my sister has gone crazy?"