Peerless Alchemist: Useless Sixth Miss

So Zhang Wen Jing glared back at the shameless person in front of her. Her eyes red with anger, she can feel her blood violently course.

Seeing her killing intent in her eyes, Gao Tang violently kicked Zhang Wen Jing's frail body causing her to spat mouthful of blood. "Bitch is this how you should act? How dare you repay Qi'er's kindness with such attitude! Zhang Wen Jing someone like you should know your place!"

"Your Highness" Zhang Ming Qi hurriedly held back Gao Tang.

"Qi'er!" Tightly holding her hand and looked into her eyes. "When you gave yourself to me a month ago, I swore that I would definitely marry you! I will give you the rightful title" he said with deep emotion, his handsome face showing tenderness. "It's just the old engagement between this trash and I was an imperial degree by my royal Grandfather. But be at ease, all I need is time to convince him to withdraw the order, so believe in me, you'll be my princess consort soon."

The scene playing out before Zhang Wen Jing's eyes, make her heart bleed. Her hand clutched into a fist, fingers digging into palm. The poor girl can only glared back with hatred at the shameless Gao Tang then vile Zhang Ming Qi. "Zhang Ming Qi have you forgotten your status, I'm Zhang Wen Jing is the genuine young mistress of Zhang family while you're only an adopted daughter! Aren't you–"

Pa!

Her sentence lost midway as the viciously slap landed on her cheek. Her face gone pale at the sight in front of her, she couldn't believe it, but what more painful than that was a burning sensation on her face. Zhang Wen Jing's body suddenly trembled as she held onto the red mark on the side of her left face.

Her fingers traced the wound before she's slowly and stiffly turned her head. Before her was the middle-aged man in green robe with a frown in his face, she looked in disbelief as he squeezed out "Why? Father, why would you..." Couldn't understand, she couldn't understand any of this. Why is he?

"Impudent! Who allowed you to talk to Qi'er in such a manner?" The middle-aged man's face framed a cold expression, in his eye an icy glare as though the person he looking at wasn't his own daughter, but merely a servant that he in his house. Someone he can rightfully abuse on a whim.

"Father, I'm your daughter!" Zhang Wen Jing choked out, her voice brimmed with pain as more tears fell c.a.r.e.s.sing her ache cheek. She said with emotion "Why did you? … She's only an adopted girl. So why– "

Pa!

Just when she said that, another slap cruelly landed on her face. The girls rolled over the floor due to impact, her frail body scr.a.p.ed and bruise.

"Hmph" he snorted before coldly continued. "Adopted girl? My daughter? A daughter like you is a lifetime's disgrace! And Qi'er? Who are you to complete with her? Even though Qi'er was adopted, her innate talent is outstanding, she's my pride instead! She's the hope of Zhang family. Do you really think a trash like you can compare to her? And all these do really I'm unaware? I'll telling you now that I have assisted them in this matter from the start. How could someone like you paired up with Prince Gao Tang? Trash should behave like trash!"

His voice was loud and clear but to Zhang Wen Jing it's akin to thunder from a clear sky causing her to once more topple to the ground. Her form trembled but she was powerless, the only thing she can manage is attacked with hatred stare.

Among silent, another sound was heard.

"Elder Sister Qi'er, are you alright?"

In that moment, young girl dressed in orange strode in, ignoring Zhang Wen Jing who littered on the floor. Passed by her sister as if she did not see her as if she is just another peddle on the road before walked straight to Zhang Ming Qi's side, whose face was already covered in tears.

Seeing the indifferent of Zhang Xiu, her blood sister, who shared the same parents as Zhang Wen Jing.

Zhang Wen Jing trembled a little, biting on her lips as she looked at her blood relative. One is her biological Father and another is her younger sister Zhang Xiu. Yet the little miss didn't even bother to give her a glance, her sole attention laid at Zhang Ming Qi.

Zhang Xiu moved her hand to c.a.r.e.s.s Zhang Ming Qi's shoulder, her touch delicate and loving. "We are here. Elder sister Qi'er, rest assured. Xiu'er and father will protect you. We won't allow such person to steal your husband." Zhang Xiu laughed adorably as if her elder 'sister' is Zhang Ming Qi and not the fallen Zhang Wen Jing who at spat a mouthful of blood. The girl laughed joyfully as if she rejoiced at the situation and the one suffering is her hated person not her own sister.