Mrs. Huo Pretends to be Weak Every Day - Chapter 212:

Chapter 212: Smashing Jian Ningxue’s Car

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

Ye Beisheng walked over slowly.

The herbs that Jian Ningxue had broken were still on the ground. Madam Jian saw her and quickly stopped Jian Ningxue. Then, she pretended to be unhappy and reprimanded her daughter.

“Ningxue, you’ve been badly spoiled by your father and me. Although you’ve ruined some worthless weeds, it’s still Miss Ye’s hard work. Apologize to Miss Ye now.”

Ye Beisheng sneered.

Oh, what Madam Jian meant was that the grass was worthless; even if Jian Ningxue destroyed it, she would only have to be lightly lectured.

Did Ye Beisheng look like someone who was so easy to bully?

Jian Ningxue quickly understood what Madam Jian meant. She threw away the herbs in her hand and said arrogantly, “That’s right, it doesn’t cost much. What kind of flowers are these anyway? They’re ugly and smelly. Brother Xiting won’t like them. I’m pulling them out for your own good!”

Ye Beisheng quietly looked at the herbs on the ground.

These were life-saving medicines that could not be bought even at a high price in the upper-class society.

The medicinal effect was comparable to a hundred-year-old ginseng. Usually, her grandfather would only sell a few bags when he was in a good mood.

Now, all the herbs she gave Huo Xiting had been destroyed, but Jian Ningxue still acted as if they were not important.

“Madam Jian, your daughter broke something of mine. Shouldn’t you compensate me for it?” Ye Beisheng asked calmly.

Jian Ningxue’s expression was exaggerated. “Ye Beisheng, what did you say?!

Compensation? You want me to compensate you for these plants here?!

Alright, tell me, how much are these weeds? A hundred dollars?”

“Two hundred yuan? You are Mrs. Huo, yet she was so calculative about such a small amount of money. You’ve embarrassed Brother Xiting! You don’t deserve to marry Brother Xiting! I won’t pay for it even if I die!”

One or two hundred yuan?

These herbs could be sold for at least seven million!

This was something that couldn’t be bought in the market. It was only circulated among the nobles in the upper class. It was said that not long ago, Grandpa Jian was also asking for a stalk of Hundred Gazette Herb at a high price. Grandpa Jian’s bid alone had reached one million.

Even when he offered to buy only a stalk of it for one million, no one was willing to sell it to him.

It could be said that it was priceless.

Although the Hundred Gazette Herb crushed to death by Jian Ningxue wasn’t worth millions, it could still be sold for hundreds of thousands.

“Lin Zhen.” Ye Beisheng looked up.

Lin Zhen knew that this was the Young Madam. He was born in the army and obeying orders was the first priority, so he immediately stepped forward and bowed respectfully. “Young Madam.”

Ye Beisheng nodded. “Miss Jian crushed my plants and mocked me for planting worthless plants. I’m actually pissed. What should I do?”

Lin Zhen glanced at Jian Ningxue coldly. “Young Madam, you can do whatever you want.”

With Lin Zhen’s words, Ye Beisheng was completely certain that the men behind Lin Zhen, standing in a military stance, would definitely listen to her.

“She crushed my plants to death, so I’ll smash her car.”

Lin Zhen nodded and turned around to give the order.

Four men stepped forward in unison. Jian Ningxue’s eyes widened “Ye Beishen, what do you mean by this? I only killed a little of your grass, you actually want to smash my car!! My car is worth more than seven million. Are you crazy?!” “Miss Jian, why can’t I smash your car?

“You’re the one who crushed my things first.” Ye Beisheng said in surprise. “I’ve only decided to smash your car. It’s not like I can crush you, right?”

Lin Zhen was speechless.

Didn’t Lin Long say that the young madam was very weak?

Is this what he meant by weak and fragile?

Jian Ningxue was so angry that her chest was heaving up and down. Did this b*tch mean to smash her?!

Ye Beisheng wanted to kill her?!

Who gave Ye Beisheng the courage?

“Stop! Stop!” Jian Ningxue looked at her brand-new car that had turned into scrap metal in an instant. She was so angry that her entire body trembled.

“Ye Beisheng, does Brother Xiting know that you’re doing this? He would never allow you to treat me like this!”