Chapter 30

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"Xiao Lan, you have always washed Young Master Shaohu's clothes. I have so many today, can you wash them yourself? Otherwise, I will have to wash until tomorrow morning." Roland's wife looked up with a pleading gaze at the haughty maid.

"What nonsense, if I tell you to wash them, you wash them. If you don't finish, you won't go back tonight. Do you really think you're a young lady? You're just a wench." The maid sneered, throwing a luxurious robe directly onto Roland's wife's head.

The few maids around them all lowered their heads and remained silent, watching Roland's wife with sympathy but not daring to speak. Xiao Cui was the lady's personal maid, and they didn't dare to provoke her. Besides, Roland's wife had nothing to do with them, so they were happy to watch the show.

Roland's wife picked up the robe that had fallen on her head and saw that her hands were already red and swollen. It was the middle of winter, and they must have been in cold water for too long.

"Xiao Lan, I really can't finish washing them. How about next time, I'll wash them for you?" Roland's wife pleaded, knowing she still had a pile of clothes to wash. If she finished them all, it would be very late.

"Roland, if I tell you to wash them, you wash them. If you don't want to, you can leave the Lu family. If you want to stay, you need to do your job properly and not act like a lady." At this moment, a man dressed in a high-ranking servant's attire walked over. He was the supervisor in charge of the laundry room.

"Supervisor Zhao, I'll wash them, I'll wash them." Roland's wife nodded slightly, feeling a bit wronged but had no choice but to wash them. If she left the Lu family, where could she go? Shaoyou would also have nowhere to stay.

"That's more like it. Wash them properly, or you'll regret it." Supervisor Zhao sneered, then smiled and flattered the maid beside him, "Miss Xiao Lan, it's cold, why don't you rest at my place, warm up by the fire."

"Alright." The maid named Xiao Lan smiled in satisfaction and was about to leave when her expression suddenly changed, and she angrily shouted at Roland's wife, "Wench, Young Master Shaohu's clothes should be washed separately. You put them with the others. Do you want a beating?"

"Xiao Lan, I didn't do it on purpose." Roland's wife quickly said.

"You're just asking for a beating." Xiao Lan glared at Roland's wife, her eyes flashing with anger, and raised her hand to slap Roland's wife.

"Wench, stop!" Everyone's faces changed, and Supervisor Zhao sneered. At that moment, a voice rang out, and a figure appeared in front of Roland's wife, grabbing the maid Xiao Lan's wrist.

"Ah..." Xiao Lan screamed in pain, her face contorting. The one who suddenly grabbed her wrist was none other than Lu Shaoyou. Lu Shaoyou had come to find his mother and couldn't bear to see this.

"Wench, get lost." Lu Shaoyou shouted coldly, swinging his hand and throwing the maid Xiao Lan two meters away. She stumbled and fell to the ground, her buttocks landing hard, and tears welled up in her eyes.

"Mother, are you okay?" Lu Shaoyou ignored the maid Xiao Cui and squatted beside Roland's wife, worriedly asking. Seeing his mother's red and swollen hands, his heart felt like it was being cut by a knife.

"Shaoyou, why did you come? I'm fine, you should leave quickly." Roland's wife immediately said, thinking that Supervisor Zhao and Xiao Lan wouldn't let this go after seeing Lu Shaoyou throw Xiao Lan to the ground.

"Lu Shaoyou, are you rebelling? How dare you hit someone? It seems the last lesson wasn't enough." At this moment, Supervisor Zhao was furious.

"Zhao San, what did you say?" Lu Shaoyou, seeing his mother's red and swollen hands, was filled with anger. He turned to look at Zhao San, his eyes cold. Lu Shaoyou naturally remembered this person, one of those who had accidentally killed the original Lu Shaoyou and secretly thrown him off a cliff. He was a servant brought by the lady from her family, a martial apprentice. Lu Shaoyou had seen him before at the back gate, along with a chief supervisor and another high-ranking martial apprentice servant. Other readers are currently reading: Harry Potter and the Lazy Life.

Suddenly, Zhao San was taken aback by the coldness in Lu Shaoyou's eyes, feeling a faint sense of unease.

"Brat, you dared to push me? You, the bastard born to a wench, are rebelling?" Xiao Lan, who had just gotten up, seemed to have forgotten her pain and glared at Lu Shaoyou.

At this moment, the surrounding maids and servants all stepped back, not daring to get involved.

"Xiao Lan, Shaoyou didn't do it on purpose. A great person doesn't hold grudges against a small one. I'll wash the clothes now." Roland's wife immediately stepped in front of Lu Shaoyou, worried and anxious.

"Mother, step back." Lu Shaoyou gently moved Roland's wife to the side and then looked at Xiao Lan, saying, "Repeat what you just said."

"What, you, the bastard, want to hit me again? You, the waste, do you dare? You, the bastard born to a wench." Xiao Lan glared at Lu Shaoyou, coldly saying. She had learned some things from her young mistress, though she had no talent to become a martial artist, she was not afraid of ordinary men.

Lu Shaoyou was angry. He could tolerate being insulted himself, but he could not tolerate this maid insulting his mother.

Taking a deep breath, Lu Shaoyou looked at Xiao Lan and smiled faintly, saying, "Do you think I don't dare?"

"Whoosh..."

"Slap!"

Lu Shaoyou instantly appeared in front of Xiao Lan and slapped her, the sound crisp, and several teeth flew out with blood.

"See if I dare. You, the wench, do you think you are someone? Just a maid in the Lu family."

"Slap, slap..."

Lu Shaoyou punched and kicked, hitting Xiao Lan from all sides, immediately knocking her to the ground.

"Ah... Ah..." Xiao Lan's screams of pain echoed, and the people around were stunned, even Roland's wife and Supervisor Zhao were speechless.

"You, the wench, see if I dare." Lu Shaoyou was still not satisfied, kicking her repeatedly, each kick merciless. Finally, he jumped on the screaming Xiao Lan.

"Was it this hand that wanted to hit me?" Lu Shaoyou sneered, bending down and holding Xiao Lan's right hand, then twisting it with a cold laugh.

"Snap."

Her arm broke with a sound, and Xiao Lan's screams of pain were almost like wails, the tragic sound echoing in the laundry room.

"Was it your mouth that was cursing?" Lu Shaoyou picked up a palm-sized stone from the ground and smashed it into Xiao Lan's mouth.

"Snap..."

Her teeth shattered, and her mouth was a bloody mess, her screams of pain reduced to muffled groans.

"Wench, I'll spare your life today. If you dare to provoke me again, I'll take your life." Lu Shaoyou threw the stone, patted his hands, and tidied his clothes, saying calmly.

"Mother, let's go." Lu Shaoyou stood in front of the shocked and panicked Roland's wife, saying calmly, and led his mother out as if none of this had happened.

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