Whether in her previous life or in this life, she hated mistresses more than anything.
Especially Lin Peiqi, who was a mistress yet was acting even more haughty than a wife.
Since they didn't know each other, Lin Peiqi should have minded her own business. Even if she was envious and resentful, if she hadn't provoked Yun Xi, Yun Xi would never have attacked her.
But since Lin Peiqi had gone out of her way to make trouble, then too bad for her. Yun Xi never showed mercy once she got down to business.
She was already fuming with rage because of Han Yaotian. Now, Lin Peiqi was digging her own grave by calling her a thief and a b*itch. If she didn't strike back, all the practice she'd received from fighting with her mother would have been in vain.
Upon the mention of the eldest heir, the other women looked at Lin Peiqi with apprehension.
They'd wanted to kiss up to Lin Peiqi, but they weren't stupid enough to risk offending the eldest son.