"I’m sure you’ve mistaken me for someone else," Shu Yu said. "You’d better investigate thoroughly before speaking."

After she finished speaking, she was about to leave. Cheng Jiatong, seeing this, became even angrier, "Stop, I’m telling you to stop! Didn’t you hear me? I’m not finished talking, you lowly woman..."

Watching Shu Yu walk farther and farther away, Cheng Jiatong couldn’t hold back anymore and raised her hand to slap Shu Yu’s face.

Shu Yu considered herself mature, emotionally stable, and not one to argue unnecessarily with a spoiled brat like her.

The other party was just issuing verbal threats, which she didn’t care about.

But to call her a lowly woman and then resort to violence—she couldn’t be blamed for her fiery temper.

She raised her hand to block the incoming slap, and with an incredulous look from Cheng Jiatong, she returned the favor with a slap of her own.

"Slap..."

"Ah..." Cheng Jiatong covered her face in shock, full of astonishment. She dared to hit her? A nobody dared to hit her?

The maid standing beside her was also stunned and quickly helped Cheng Jiatong.

Shu Yu fixed her icy gaze on her, speaking word by word, "You should watch your mouth. If I hear you insult me again or attempt to hit me, it won’t just be a slap next time. Everyone has their limit, otherwise, you’ll be both foolish and mean."

"You, you..." Cheng Jiatong wanted to curse again, but faced with Shu Yu’s cold glare, her heart skipped a beat, somewhat frightened.

Shu Yu couldn’t be bothered to look at her anymore, turned her head and was about to leave.

But she quickly seemed to think of something and looked back at her, "Which family’s daughter are you?"

Cheng Jiatong was taken aback, then said viciously, "I’m the eldest daughter of the Cheng Family, I’m telling you, my uncle is... Hey, I haven’t finished speaking."

Shu Yu didn’t wait for her to finish spouting threats and directly walked away.

The Cheng Family—doesn’t look like a family of small stature.

Only she didn’t know who Cheng Jiatong mistook her for, she’d ask Jiang Fengshou when she got back.

Cheng Jiatong was hopping mad, her cheek still burning from the slap. She wanted to curse, but thinking of Shu Yu’s recent actions, could only swallow her pride and not dare to act out.

Once Shu Yu was far away, Cheng Jiatong suddenly turned, slapped the maid beside her in the face, and angrily said, "Are you dead? I got slapped and you didn’t claw her face, instead hiding behind me not saying a word. Do you want to die?"

"Miss, it’s this maid’s fault, this maid deserves to die."

Cheng Jiatong kicked her, "Hurry and follow her to find out where that lowly woman lives."

"Yes, this maid will chase after her right away."

Cheng Jiatong watched the maid’s figure run off, then stomped her foot furiously, "I will not let you off, just wait and see."

Shu Yu soon entered Fuyuan Street. Ms. Liao had chosen a nearby inn for Ms. Tao’s convenience, so walking there was sufficient.

Just as she was about to turn onto Fuyuan Street, Shu Yu sharply sensed someone behind her. The young maid’s following skills were quite amateur.

Shu Yu was irritated, wasn’t this over yet?

She suddenly turned around, unexpectedly a small child rushed up beside her, carrying a bamboo tube, which accidentally collided with her. The water and little fish in the tube spilled all over Shu Yu.

Shu Yu, "..."

The child watched the little fish he had caught with difficulty flop to the ground, its agility decreasing due to the lack of water, and he immediately started crying in sadness.