Chapter Thirty: You think I don't dare?
"Xiao Lan, it's always been you who washes Master Shaohu's clothes. I still have so many to do today, can't you just do them yourself? Otherwise, I'll be washing until tomorrow morning." Luolan said with a pleading gaze at the haughty maid.
"Cut the nonsense, just wash it if you have to. If you can't finish washing, then don't come back tonight. You really think you're some kind of young mistress? You're just a lowly servant girl." The maid sneered and threw a long, luxurious robe directly onto Roland's head.
Several maidservants around, at this time also lowered their heads and did not speak, staring at Luo Lan, with sympathy in their eyes, but they did not dare to speak. This little Cui was the wife's personal maid, they did not dare to provoke her. Besides, Luo Lan had no relationship with them, just enjoying the show.
Roland picked up the long cloak that covered his head, and saw that his hands were now a mass of red swelling, probably due to soaking in cold water for too long on this freezing winter day.
"Xiao Lan, I really can't finish washing these, how about next time I help you wash them?" Luo Lan said pleadingly, with a large pile of clothes still beside her that needed to be washed. If she were to finish washing all of them, it would already be very late.
"Roland, either you do the laundry or leave the Lu family. If you stay, then behave and don't pretend to be the mistress." At this time, a man wearing high-end servant attire walked over, who was in charge of the laundry room.
"Director Zhao, I'll wash, I'll wash." Luo Lan slightly nodded her head, with a hint of grievance, but she had no choice but to do so. If she were to leave the Lu family, where else could she go? She was also without a place to settle down.
"Is this what you call clean? Wash it properly, or else you'll be the one who suffers." Zhao Zongguan sneered and then smiled ingratiatingly at the maid beside him: "Little Lan, it's cold outside, why don't you come to my place to rest for a while, warm yourself up by the fire?"
"Alright." The maid, Xiaolan, smiled in satisfaction and was about to leave when her expression suddenly changed. She glared at Luolan and scolded, "You wretched servant! You're supposed to wash Master Shaotou's clothes separately, but you actually washed them with the other clothes. Do you deserve a beating?"
"Xiao Lan, I didn't mean to." Luo Lan hastily said.
"You're asking for it." Little Lan glared at Roland, a flash of anger in her eyes, and swung her hand to slap him.
"Stop it, you wretched servant girl!" The crowd's faces changed slightly, and Zhao Zongguan (Lu) revealed a hint of a cold smile. However, at this moment, a loud shout rang out, and a figure appeared in front of Roland, grasping the wrist of the maid, Xiao Lan.
"Ah……" Xiao Lan let out a pained cry, her face contorting in agony. And it was at this moment that Lu Shaoyou grasped his wrist, having originally come to find his mother but instead witnessing this scene and unable to hold back any longer.
"Get out, you servant girl!" Lu Shaoyou shouted coldly, waving his hand and sending the little maid Xiaolan flying two meters away to land on the ground. Stumbling backward, Xiaolan sat down hard on her buttocks, tears of pain welling up in her eyes.
"Mother, are you alright?" Lu Shaoyou ignored the maid Xiaocui and squatted down beside Luo Lan's body, asking anxiously. His eyes saw that his mother's hand was swollen and red at this time, and his heart suddenly felt like it was being cut by a knife.
"Shaoyou, how did you come here? I'm fine, hurry up and leave." Luo Lanshi said immediately, seeing Lu Shaoyou push Xiao Lan to the ground. The first thing that came to her mind was that Zhao Zongguan and Xiao Lan were not people who would give up easily.
"Lu Shaoyou, are you rebelling or something? You actually dare to use force. It seems that the lesson last time was not enough for you." At this point, Zhao Zongguan was already furious.
"Zhao San, what did you say?" Lu Shao Yu saw his mother's hand was red and swollen, anger rising in his heart. He turned around to stare at Zhao San, cold intent spreading across his eyes. This person, Lu Shao Yu naturally remembered, was one of those who had mistakenly beaten the original Lu Shao Yu to death and then secretly thrown him into the cliff. He was a servant brought by the madam from her hometown, a martial artist. Last time at the back door, he also saw this person along with a high-ranking steward and another martial artist slave.
Suddenly catching sight of the chill in Lu Shao's eyes, Zhao San was taken aback, and he felt a faint sense of unease.
"You dare to push me, you bastard born of a cheap servant, are you rebelling or not?" Little Lan got up at this time, seemingly forgetting the pain just now, glaring at Lu Shaoyou.
At this time, several maids and servants around her had retreated to one side. They didn't dare to get involved in this scene.
"Xiao Lan, Shao You didn't do it on purpose. Let's not hold grudges against each other, I'll go wash the clothes now." Luo Lan suddenly stood in front of Lu Shao You with a tense and worried expression.
"Daughter, step down." Lu Shaoyou gently pulled Luo Lan aside and immediately stared at Xiaolan, saying: "What you just said, dare to say it again."
"How dare you, you bastard, do you want to take action? You're a waste, lend you courage and you dare? You're a cheap servant born of a mixed breed." The little orchid looked at Lu Shao with anger, having followed the young lady of her household since childhood, she had also learned some things. Although she didn't have the talent to become a warrior, ordinary big men didn't intimidate her.
Lu Shao's anger flared up, being scolded himself was something he could tolerate, but this maidservant actually dared to insult his own mother, which was something he couldn't bear.
Taking a deep breath, Lu Shaoyou gazed at the little orchid in front of him, with a faint smile, and said: "Do you think I don't dare?"
"Whoosh..."
"Bang!"
Lu Shao's body instantly appeared in front of Xiao Lan, and at the same time, a slap landed on Xiao Lan's face. A crisp sound rang out, and several teeth fell out with bloodstains.
"You think you're someone? You're just a maid from the Lu family. I dare you, you cheap servant."
"Bang bang......"
Lu Shao kicked and punched, left and right, one after another, landing on Xiao Lan's body, instantly knocking Xiao Lan to the ground.
"Ah......ah......" The miserable cries of the little maid, Xiao Lan, kept ringing out. At this time, the people around were already stunned, and even Luo Lan and Zhao Zongguan were dumbfounded and at a loss for what to do.
"You cheap servant, see if I dare not now." Lu Shaoyou was not relieved and directly used his foot to kick her without stopping. Each kick was merciless, and finally he jumped heavily on the poor servant girl Xianglan who was crying out in pain.
"Was it just your hand that wanted to make a move?" Lu Shaoyou sneered, bending down and standing up straight, holding onto the small Lan's right hand, and then with a faint cold smile, he twisted it forcefully.
"Card swipe."
Her arm broke with a loud crack, and at the same time, the maid Xiaolan let out a blood-curdling scream as she fell to the ground, her anguished voice echoing through the laundry room.
"It's your mouth that's cursing people." Lu Shaoyou continued to pick up a stone the size of a palm from the ground and slammed it heavily on Xiao Lan's mouth.
"Ka cha..."
Teeth shattered, the corner of Xiao Lan's mouth was bloody and blurry, even the mournful wail had become a mere hum in her throat.
"You're lucky I'm sparing your life today, but if you dare to provoke me again next time, you'll lose yours." Lu Shaoyou dropped the stone in his hand, patted his hands clean, and tidied up his clothes, saying calmly.
"Mother, let's go." Lu Shaoyou walked to the front of Luo Lan, who was still in shock and panic, and said calmly, supporting his mother as they walked out, as if what had just happened wasn't something he had done.
