An Jiuyue was not as good-tempered as Yan Yan. She turned and went into another room. She opened the window and climbed into the room Xue Ling was in.

It irked her to see Xue Ling sleeping soundly on the large bed in the room.

Hauling the blanket off Xue Ling, she grabbed her by the collar and lifted her.

“Who is that?! How dare you disturb my sleep? Trust me, I will order someone to kill you! Get lost!” Xue Ling began cursing immediately.

She was ready to push An Jiuyue’s hand away and continue sleeping.

Unfortunately, An Jiuyue was not going to let her have her way. Ignoring her struggles, she lifted her and threw her out of the window unapologetically.

“Ah!”

Xue Ling screamed as she crashed into the ground. Mud splattered all over her, and she felt as if she had dislocated all the bones in her body.

Aunt Wang was among the crowd. When she saw how Xue Ling was thrown down in front of so many people, she shrank back subconsciously and moved closer towards her husband.

An Jiuyue is so bold! She threw someone down again!

Yan Yan had been waiting upstairs when she heard a scream. She watched as An Jiuyue opened the door and stepped out calmly, heading downstairs.

Puzzled, Yan Yan craned her neck and looked into the room. However, she only saw a big messy bed. Xue Ling was nowhere in sight.

“Why does she not have any self-awareness at all?”

This is so infuriating! If it were me, and a strange woman had climbed into my bed, I would want to kill her too!

No wonder I heard her scream. An Jiuyue must have been so angry that she threw her out the window.

We are always hanging around with each other, but I have to admit that she really deserved it!

…

Everyone was stunned when they saw Xue Ling crash into the ground. Even Yan Nuo was stunned.

After some time, Yan Nuo finally reacted.

“What’s going on? Miss Xue, she…” Why was she thrown down?

He looked at his master and saw that his expression was unusually calm. He did not even spare a glance at Xue Ling, who was in a rather embarrassing predicament.

“Master, she…”

“Ignore her.”

The man glanced at Yan Nuo coldly as he continued drying his clothes by the fire.

Xue Ling was in a sorry state. She cursed through the pain and got up to her feet. Her eyes flamed with anger as she looked up at the treehouse.

“You b*tch! So what if I slept on your bed for a while? I’m only willing to sleep in your room because I think highly of you. How dare you attack me?”

She yelled and rushed towards An Jiuyue, who was walking down the stairs.

Yan Yan, who was walking behind An Jiuyue, glanced at Xue Ling helplessly.

“Sister Ling, Sister Jiuyue did not allow you to sleep on her bed. You never even asked her for permission,” she defended her lifesaver spontaneously.

She made a mental note to distant herself from Xue Ling in the future. It would be terrible if she was infected by her wickedness.

“But she can’t throw me down from such a high place!” Xue Ling shouted.