Chapter 13 Soaring

Chapter 13: Eruption

"Dad, you can't keep indulging her. Mimi is acting out. If we adults don't discipline her, how will the Su family's reputation survive?" a middle-aged man said sternly.

At this, others piled on. "If she didn't want the shares, that would be one thing. But now that she's on the family register and is officially a descendant of the Su family, how can she still make a spectacle of us? What will happen to the marriages of the other children in the future?"

"Exactly. As the elder sister, she's not setting a good example. If the younger ones follow her lead, won't our Su family become a total mess?"

Everyone spoke up one after another. It seemed that if she didn't make a promise today, the grave visit wasn't going to happen.

Su Mi had figured it out. Their intense reaction wasn't really about her entering the entertainment industry; it was clearly because they were jealous of her getting those three percent of shares.

Since no one wanted to visit the graves, then nobody goes.

"Ruan Ruan entered the entertainment industry a long time ago. Or is it that in your eyes, Ruan Ruan isn't considered part of the Su family, so she can't disgrace us?" she baited them.

Hearing this, the woman from upstairs earlier immediately retorted, "How can you compare yourself to Ruan Ruan? Ruan Ruan is sweet, sensible, and adorable. What do you have that's better than her?"

"Ding! Key plot triggered!"

Hearing this, Su Mi's mother and Su Min both looked at their daughter nervously, as if afraid she would have another episode, and hurriedly tried to pull her away.

However, they saw Su Mi suddenly stand up, walk straight over to the woman, grab her hair, pick up a drink from the table, and pour it over her face.

"Ahhhhhhhhh!"

The entire living room was filled with the woman's piercing screams. Everyone else was also startled, never expecting Su Mi to have no class in public. No wonder she was an uncouth girl raised in the countryside.

"How dare you treat an elder like this..." the middle-aged woman from earlier stepped forward angrily.

But before she could get close, a crisp *slap* echoed through the hall. A bright red handprint immediately appeared on the middle-aged woman's left cheek. She froze on the spot, and when she recovered, her gaze at Su Mi was blazing with rage.

"You ill-bred, uncouth girl!"

A middle-aged man also stepped forward displeased. "You're too..."

Su Mi turned around and gave him a loud *slap*. "Oh, so you *know* I've been too tolerant, letting you parasites who don't know your place yap away here. You haven't sorted out your own messy affairs, yet you point fingers at others. I call you 'uncle' out of courtesy, but do you really think you're a big deal?"

The middle-aged man was left speechless, as if it were the first time he had been lectured by a junior like this.

"You actually dared to hit my mom!"

The seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy from earlier suddenly lunged at her, raising his fist with a snarl to punch her.

Su Mi planted her foot in his gut. He was sent flying back six feet, clutching his stomach and screaming incessantly.

"You're still wet behind the ears, yet you're here yapping. Since it's our first meeting, cousin, I'll give you another gift!"

She crouched down and patted the boy's sickly pale cheek, then directly dialed 911. Before anyone could react, she said, "Qilin Palace, Villa No. Two. There's a person named Su Wu here suspected of using illegal drugs. Please come as soon as possible."

These were canon facts from the original story, basically impossible to be wrong.

Seeing her actually call the police, everyone else's faces went pale, convinced she had truly gone mad.

"Do you have any idea what you're doing?!" another middle-aged man stepped forward sternly.

Su Mi backhanded him with another slap. "What's wrong with me entering the entertainment industry? I'm making my own way, isn't that better than you parasites? You're good at nothing, just leeches waiting for company dividends to live on. Where do you get the nerve to point fingers at me?"

"And 'a bad influence'? Isn't you secretly keeping mistresses a bad influence? To get a bigger share of the money, registering the son born to a mistress under the legal wife's name... birds of a feather flock together. Fourth Uncle and Fourth Aunt are a perfect pair!"

"You... you..." The middle-aged man covered his face, flushed with shame and anger, raising his hand to teach her a lesson.

However, his leg was suddenly kicked. He let out a sharp hiss, clutching his leg and hopping on one foot.

"She's crazy, she's crazy! I think she's gone mad! How could you bring back a lunatic!" The woman who had been doused with the drink glared at her furiously, almost breaking down.

Those who hadn't been affected also backed away repeatedly, as if also convinced Su Mi must be insane. Otherwise, these weren't actions a normal person would take.

"Psycho!" several children shouted in unison.

Su Mi's gaze shifted. She suddenly stepped forward, blocking their retreating steps. With several *smack, smack, smack* sounds, she repeatedly struck their mouths.

"You like to provoke people so much, huh? Auntie will play with you properly today."

She suddenly took a bottle of pepper spray from her pocket and sprayed it right in their faces.

"Ahhhhhhh—"

The entire living room was filled with various screams and wails. The children's parents anxiously rushed forward to stop her, trying to grab Su Mi's arms from both sides. Unexpectedly, they got sprayed with the pepper spray instead. For a moment, they all grimaced, unable to open their eyes.

"She... she's crazy... quick, have the bodyguards tie her up..." Someone covered their eyes, stumbling as they hurried outside to call for help.

Several elderly men were so angry they were practically fuming, looking at the complete mess in the room. They could only cast questioning looks at Su Zhenan, demanding to know what was going on.

The latter sat there, his brow twitching. Having lived most of his life, this was the first time he encountered such a situation. He could only signal his son to quickly call the doctor.

Finally, several bodyguards walked in. Seeing Su Mi spraying pepper spray everywhere, they moved in to grab her without a word.

But the next moment, the pepper spray was aimed at them. One bodyguard reacted quickly, swiftly grabbing Su Mi's arm. But then a hard elbow to the throat landed solidly. The force wasn't great, but it hurt enough to make him gasp in pain.

Discovering she actually knew how to fight, the other bodyguards became even more cautious. After all, they were hired by the Fourth Branch. Whether Su Mi got injured or not wasn't their problem.

Several bodyguards surrounded her from all sides. As another hand reached out, Su Mi bent down and dodged to the left. Suddenly, using the table corner as a step, she executed a 360-degree aerial triple kick.

After practicing for so long, at this moment, she suddenly experienced how smoothly her talent kicked in!

Having little strength wasn't important; as long as she hit the enemy's vital spots, it was enough for a one-hit takedown.

"She... she..."

Watching as two bodyguards were actually kicked down by her, including that move only seen on TV, everyone stared dumbfounded at this scene, even completely ignoring the irritation in their eyes.

This uncouth girl actually had such skills?

The other bodyguards also looked astonished, becoming even more vigilant. A bodyguard from behind suddenly threw a straight punch with lightning speed.

Su Mi was about to lift her leg to intercept when Ruan Ruan suddenly lunged over. She could only watch helplessly as the bodyguard's punch landed on the female lead's head.

"Ruan Ruan!"

Su Zhenan's face changed. He suddenly stepped forward with his cane. "What are you all doing! Rebelling! Look at this disgrace!"

Everyone covered their eyes, silent. They were supposed to be nobles of the upper class, but at this moment, each one was in an utterly disgraceful state. Some had handprints on their faces that were becoming glaringly obvious.

Seeing the old master arrive, the bodyguards also realized something major had happened. They could only look toward their employer.

The Fourth Branch of the Su Family immediately waved them off.

"Mimi, are you okay?" Su Mi's mother anxiously stepped forward, looking displeased at the others. "What are you all doing! Su Min and I are still here, and you bully our two children like this! Get out, all of you!"

Everyone else was furious and speechless. Seriously, who was bullying who here?

"Grandpa... I'm fine." Su Ruanruan covered the back of her head and looked at Su Zhenan, though her face was pale, clearly showing that punch hadn't been light at all.

Su Mi was baffled. How could she have known the female lead would suddenly lunge forward? Was that saintly glow now supposed to rub off on her too?

"Get out! All of you, get out!" Su Zhenan glared fiercely at everyone.

Immediately, the crowd hurriedly gathered their things and rushed out, though they couldn't help shielding their eyes. Their sidelong glances at Su Mi grew increasingly hostile, as if they had never seen such a lunatic before.

The others left, but the old men remained seated, as if determined to get an explanation that day.

Seeing Su Mi grab a teapot and walk over, Su Zhenan's heart tightened, and he immediately signaled the security guards to escort them out.

"What do you mean by this? Mimi has a mental illness, and you kept it quiet? How long were you planning to hide it?!" the eldest elder angrily questioned.

"How can she face anyone like this in the future? I think you've gone senile, keeping something like this under wraps!"

As they argued, the security guards forcibly removed them. Looking at the chaotic living room—what was supposed to be a dignified ancestral ceremony had turned into this—Su Zhenan's head buzzed. He staggered back and sank onto the sofa.

"Dad, are you alright?" Su Min rushed to steady his father.

Just then, the doctor showed up. Su Zhenan waved his hand, signaling him to attend to Su Ruanruan first.

"Ding! Host's luck value +80!"

Listening to the cold mechanical voice in her mind, Su Mi couldn't suppress a smile. So, how unhinged she acted directly determined the luck value.

If she could pull this off a few more times, surpassing the female lead's luck might no longer be an unattainable dream.

However, these big, dramatic showdowns were far too rare. She had to grab every chance she got.

"Mimi, are you okay? Don't scare Mom." Seeing her daughter smiling strangely to herself, her mother grew even more anxious, her heart in her throat.

"It's fine, it's fine. Don't be afraid. Dad is here for everything." Su Min was spinning like a top, keeping an eye on his father while also checking on his daughter.

The other servants held their breath, not daring to make a sound. Their shock toward the young lady had reached an unprecedented peak.

Just then, the living room phone rang again. Su Min hurried over to answer it. "The police?"

Remembering his daughter's earlier call, he was about to say no one had been using drugs, but that would mean opposing her. Wouldn't that just make her resent him more?

Thinking this, he could only sigh and rub his forehead. "Tell them the person has returned to Huachengfu Villa Area."

"You—"

Su Zhenan glared at his son, never expecting him to indulge his granddaughter in betraying the family. Had his own wrongdoing angered the ancestors? Otherwise, why would the granddaughter they had worked so hard to find have a mental illness?

"The second young lady's condition seems abnormal. She likely needs further examination. It's best to send her to the hospital immediately," the family doctor said gravely.

Hearing this, Su Zhenan immediately stood up, his face filled with distress. "Quick... quick..."

As he spoke, he began swaying unsteadily again, as if his high blood pressure was acting up.

In an instant, the living room descended into chaos once more—some rushing people to the hospital, others fetching blood pressure medication.

Su Mi calmly sat there, taking a sip of tea while rubbing her palm. Her hand was pretty sore from all that slapping.