The yard of Yang's residence was really huge. Nevertheless, it could not fool the smart brain of the girl of the mayor. In a blink of an eye, she figured out where the daughter of a millionaire was living.
"Um," she wagged her head in a row after seeing the campus of the illegitimate child of Yang. Single tiny but cute log above a wooden flat floor surrounded by pots of white jasmine, red hibiscus, and blue butterfly pea. On the right side of the house, there was a short, huge clay pot full of water and a white water lily. Next to the container, a stone grinder was stored on a wooden holder with white powder marks, showing that it was used regularly. It was not enough for the minister's offspring; she stepped into the home of someone's daughter without fear. In the shelter, it had no special decoration or valuable furniture—only a square table made of wood, four chairs with the same material as the table, and a long shelf by the wall with many levels, and there was some stuff on it. However, Wu's daughter inspected that this log contained four big windows, which could allow air to fill the space. This was good for the stayer because through this design, even during summer, it would be less hot.
Meanwhile, in the bedroom, Caihong was classifying the embroidery materials that she just got from the market into its box. When she came out, she received a big surprise to see the high-class lady standing inside her home.
"What are you doing here?"
Lantian heard the question of the owner, but she did not open her lips and carried on her visit around the living room, and then she roamed into the bedroom of the virgin.
"Eh, what do you want to do?" Caihong yelled. Even though she was not able to stop the senior.
Without fear, the elder girl captured this, captured that, opened this, opened that, and the owner of the room needed to follow and fix the things.
"Don't touch my things."
Still, the elder woman did not listen. When she explored things on the table already, she slid to the bed of the owner of the house, then dropped her body on it, "Um, comfortable."
This action made the younger judy open her eyes. "Hey," she yelled, then went to the woman and pulled her arm. "Get off my bed." But she was just a slender girl; how could she drag the tough woman out? Even a single move, she could not make.
Look at Lantian; she was so relaxed, lying her head on her left arm above the soft pillow that was stored on the thin mattress, and her lips were expanded while her one arm was dragging by the younger lady who was the owner of the bed. Until she perceived that lovely-angry-junior was losing strength, she unlatched her mouth and said, "You cannot pull me off, but I can drag you to come to sleep with me. Do you want to try?"
Hearing it, Caihong dropped the arm of the female senior immediately. Because she knew for sure that the daughter of the mayor was capable—since when she was pulling her, she could sense how strong she was. In addition, yesterday's image was still new to her; she did not want to add more images; therefore, she agreed to be defeated.
"Miss," the voice of Xiaolan appeared outside the house.
Regretfully Lantian rose her lazy back from the bed. But she didn't want to lose out, so before she left the room, she stole a chance to give a peck on the soft and pink left cheek of the daughter of Yang Fu.
Caihong opened her eyes big!
It was the first time in seventeen years that her cheek was touched by someone's nose. Even though it was from a woman, it was not a happy event for the girl. The second daughter of Yang covered her cheek, then ran out and shouted at the elder lass, "Stop!"
Lantian turned over within a giant smile over her face.
With a red face, Caihong came to stand before her. "Do you want to leave like this?"
"Yes." Lantian nodded her head.
"At least, you have to say sorry."
Lantian tied her eyebrows, but her lips still smiled. "Why do I have to say sorry?"
"You invade another's house; you are wrong; you have to say sorry."
Hearing it, Lantian giggled. Then she called, "Xiaolan."
The female maid came to stand behind, "Yes, Miss."
"Last time when we had dinner, what did Master Yang say?"
"Er…" Xiaolan scratched her head. In fact, she did not want to stay between the top mistresses, but because she was living in the house of Wu, she had to take her master's side.
"Master Yang said Young Master and Young Lady can come to his house any time."
"You hear?" Lantian stated to Caihong.
"Though, it does not mean you can come into my house."
"Your house?" Lantian cocked her head. "I think it is your father's house, and your father allows me to visit, so you cannot comment."
"This is my personal space. You overrun my place, you touch my things, you sleep on my bed, and you harass me."
"Just a kiss; it's not harassment." Lantian walked to the girl. "If you think it's unfair," she handed her cheek, "then kiss me in return."
Caihong backed one step; her face was red like a flame. "You have no shame," she said.
Seeing the girl of Yang was in rage, Lantian was very glad. She added, "If you don't agree, let's go to court."
"Your father is the top governor. The court won't say you're wrong."
"Oh!" Lantian extended her lips. "You know about my father."
Caihong did not utter a word. She just knew the history of Wu from her fourth younger sister.
"Though my father is not a governor, still I can win over you."
Hearing the claim, Caihong rolled her peepers. "Blowhard," she said.
"Don't you believe it? Let's have a bet."
"What is it?"
"Each of us brings an animal to have a running race. The loser has to fulfill three wishes of the winner."
"What is the animal?"
"You can bring any, even a tiger." Lantian watched the face of the junior straight. "Do you have the courage to bet with me?" she said.
Like a flash, the female juvenile gave her words, "Fine, I bet with you."
Hearing it, Lantian carried big expanded lips. "Good. Then see you tomorrow."