Reborn Daughter: The Young Lady Wants to Make a Trouble

As Wen Jinkai walked past the Li family's tent, a hoarse voice roared, "You are going to destroy her."

Li Chenyang rushed towards Wen Jinkai with his arms folded, his hands twitching as he wanted to grab the commander's collar, but he didn't dare. He might lose a hand. This was the unpredictability of this man.

"I will make her prosper," Wen Jinkai replied, turning to the man he once called a friend.

"you-"

"When she becomes my wife, she will have nothing."

"shut up-"

“She’s going to be the richest woman in the country.”

Li Chenyang gritted his teeth. He knew he couldn’t object to this. Wen Jinkai was not the kind of person who lied. He was too honorable and shouldn’t do this. “You can’t even inherit the title of Duke, how is this possible?”

"Does she want to marry the Duke?" Wen Jinkai said thoughtfully, considering whether to exchange his military rank for a suitable one. Would it make her happy?

"Jin Kai, please." Li Chenyang sighed heavily, "Not her. Anyone else will do."

Wen Jinkai's eyes darkened. "Why?" He roared, and the air around him dropped at an alarming speed.

Li Chenyang tried to organize a suitable sentence, but he couldn't get it out. He didn't know why he didn't want to give Xueyue away. She was so precious to him that he couldn't understand the idea of ​​her being hurt.

Wen Jinkai is a commander with countless enemies. She is not safe with him. "She is not suitable for your life choice. She needs to be properly cared for, sheltered and loved."

"As long as she's married to me, she won't want for anything. I'll take care of her every need—"

"Can you love her? Hold her in your arms and assure her that your heart beats only for her? Or even fucking still beats?!"

For a moment, Wen Jinkai didn't know how to respond. He took a deep breath through his nose, praying for patience. Because he needed a lot of it right now. "Love is overrated. I will make up for it with more of her dream jewelry, and servants to serve her every whim-"

"Xue Yue doesn't care about these things. You should know that she walks like a rag. Wealth and power mean nothing to her."

"With what I gave her, she didn't need love."

"Then you can't have her. Absolutely not."

Wen Jinkai took a dangerous step towards Li Chenyang. He roared, "Who will stop me?"

"Kinkai——"

"Don't hide her. I'll kidnap her if I have to—"

"You wouldn't do such a thing." A firm voice sounded, and both eyes were fixed on it.

Xueyue stood proudly at the door of the tent, looking unhappy. "I will not enter into a loveless marriage. You can kidnap me, you can beat your chest and stamp your feet, but I will never, ever let you enter my heart."

Her eyes searched his face, searching for something other than anger. He was angry at her words. "If you can't love me, don't marry me."

Wen Jinkai was helpless and could only look at her in disbelief. Her eyes flashed, warning him of her sincerity. Her attitude was so serious that he could not change her mind. She could be kidnapped and locked in his home, but he could only take her body. He wanted more than that. He wanted her heart, her soul, and everything she had.

Why was he so obsessed with her? What made her so different from every other woman he had ever met? Was it her dimpled smile or those unwavering eyes? No, it was more than that. He just couldn't put his finger on why, but something told him he had known the answer two years ago.

When his cold eyes softened, almost painfully, Xueyue was taken back. She thought he would vent his anger on her and declare that no matter what she said, she would be his.

"Very good," he whispered, and just like that, he was gone.

Xueyue's eyes widened, her chest full of needles. He left? Just like that...? With just two simple words, he shook her to her core and foundation. She stared at the ground in anger. He gave up so quickly that she wondered if she was facing too big a challenge. If she continued to be so stubborn, who would marry her?

No.

She doesn't care at all if her stubbornness leaves her without suitors. She would rather be proud and hold on to her dignity than let it slip off her finger just to wear a diamond collar in the form of a wedding ring.

She once cut off the wings of a sparrow. She would not do it again.

Li Chenyang approached her, wanting to comfort her, but was startled by her raising her head, with a fierce light flashing in her eyes. She pulled her shoulders back and relaxed her body.

"Brother Chen, let's go in."

"Okay." Li Chenyang smiled and put his hand on her shoulder, but he felt a pair of eyes watching them. When he turned around, he found that it was the voice from the royal family, and he was unhappy. To be precise, it was the fourth prince.

He finally waved his hand to drive away a pest, but another one came out of the ground. Tsk, wear it. Xueyue must have had the same idea. She said, "I will never allow a ring to be used as a collar." She stared at the grand staircase with disgust, looking directly at the man who never took his eyes off her.

- - - - -

"Xueyue, if you want, we can go home now. The martial arts competition will not be held until tomorrow. Little girl, you have worked hard all day." Princess Li Qixing said, her eyes fell on her worried young woman.

“It’s okay, I want to stay and watch.” A drum sounded in the distance, and Xueyue smiled. It was a signal for another game.

"This must be the signal from the painting association." Lord Li Chenyang glanced at her and said.

Is she really okay? He tries to search her face for any sign of pain, perhaps hidden behind a mask of contentment. No. She's absolutely fine. It's like she didn't just reject one of the five most eligible bachelors in the country.

"Paintings?" she repeated, her eyes twinkling with excitement. "I'd love to see them."

"Are you sure? You don't have to force yourself, dear." Duchess Li Qixing frowned and held Xueyue's hands warmly.

She tilted her head and finally noticed that the child's hairstyle had changed. "Oh my god, your hair. Do you want me to help you with it?"

"Oh. I almost forgot," she paused. Her hairpin. He hadn't given it back to her. She had lost two hairpins in one day.

A maid came over and prepared to tidy up Xueyue's appearance, but was stopped by the Duchess.

"Come, let me help you." Duchess Li Qixing said happily. This was her first time to do Xueyue's hair. She took out a hairpin from the complicated hairstyle and skillfully re-twisted the young woman's hair into a bun in an instant.

"That's it, dear." Duchess Li Qixing looked at her masterpiece and smiled. "Do you want a mirror?"

"No, I believe you." Xueyue chuckled, but the smile did not reach her eyes. "I'm sure it's better than my previous style."

Duchess Li Qixing smiled even more, pulled Xueyue closer to her, and pinched the girl's cheek lovingly. "As women, we must never bow down to a man who can't lower his self-esteem."

Xueyue's lips opened and a bright smile spread across her face. "Of course."

Duchess Li Qixing grinned and hugged Xueyue gently, "My dear, always know your own value." Her eyes sparkled, "Remember, my dear child, 'no' is always an acceptable answer. Never let anyone take your rights away from you."

"I understand... Mom." Xueyue said the last sentence shyly, which resonated with the Duchess. The Duchess sniffed and hugged her tightly.

"Oh, dear, from the first time I saw you, I have always thought of you as my daughter."

The Duke watched them quietly from a distance without saying a word. Although he would never admit it, deep down in his heart, he also regarded Xueyue as his daughter. She successfully integrated into their hearts and found a comfortable foothold.