Facing her discourteous niece, Yi Xia trembled with anger as she tried to think of what to do next. As a grown woman, she refused to be talked that way by a little girl.
However, she knew that Little Fan Wushuang was right. If they were commoners, no one would bat an eyelid if Fan Wushuang appeared in school with one or two bruises. But the orphaned heir of Fan Entertainment?
Given that they were in the entertainment world, Fan Lei and Chen Qingting's deaths were still fresh in the minds of the public. There were still be a lot of people who would keep an eye on the Little Fan Wushuang, even if it was for the purpose of gossip.
If Little Fan Wushuang were to appear in school with even a bruise, people would start talking. The first person they would point to would be her, and Yi Xia would not allow that to happen as it would bring down her husband's reputation.
In their line of work, reputation was everything.
Frustrated, Yi Xia grabbed Little Fan Wushuang's collar and lifted her up as she snarled at her, "Even if I can't hit you, I can still punish you!"
She then dropped the girl before she grabbed Little Fan Wushuang's ear and dragged her up to her room.
"Ouch! Let go! You're hurting me!" Little Fan Wushuang cried as she was being dragged around by the ear.
Once they arrived in Little Fan Wushuang's room, Yi Xia then pushed the little girl into her closet and slammed the door shut before locking it.
The moment Little Fan Wushuang heard the "click", she knew what had happened to her. The darkness inside the closet started to consume her and fear crept into her heart, and she started banging on the closet door wildly.
"LET ME OUT! LET ME OUT! PLEASE! PLEASE! PLEASE LET ME OUT!"
Yi Xia ignored her. When she got out of the room, some of the staff were looking on with a worried expression. Instead of worrying over what they might think, she said haughtily, "She deserves this! If anyone of you dares to tell Master, I'll make sure that your life is more miserable than ever!"
The staff nodded nervously. However, they could not help but glance worriedly at the closet door.
"Let her out when Master comes home!"
"Lunch?" asked one of the maids.
"She won't die from missing out a meal or two!" Yi Xia snapped before she walked away angrily. Her daughter who had been standing by the door while she witnessed everything smirked at the punishment that her mother meted out to her older cousin.
Little Fan Xiyue had never liked Little Fan Wushuang. When he was alive, their late grandfather would always compare them, and he would always take Little Fan Wushuang's side regardless of whether she was at fault.
Whenever Little Fan Xiyue pointed out the injustice, her father would just tell her to bear with it. So, when she saw her cousin being punished for the first time ever in her life, she could not help but feel good over it.
After everyone left the room, Little Fan Wushuang yelled and yelled until her voice turned hoarse, but no one came to let her out of the dark closet. Her face was covered with sweat and tears, and she was shivering.
The darkness inside the closet scared the sh*t out of her; it reminded her of the night she spent in that forest before someone found her.
At that time, she had lost her voice and no one knew where she was. After she regained her consciousness, it was already dark. From where she was hiding, she saw the ambulance and the police cars that came and took her parents burnt bodies away.
Even though it was dark, there was the light from the cars and she saw their charred remains. Her handsome father, and her beautiful mother… They were completely charred and their hands were burned together. It was evident that they had been holding each other's hands the whole time while they burned to death.
When she tried to call out, to let people know where she was, she could not find her voice. Everyone left after they cleared out the scene and she was left all alone in the darkness. She was so terrified. The once beautiful night that she loved turned into a complete nightmare for her.
The sound of the crickets, the croaking of the frogs… The sounds that interest her before were now scaring the sh*t out of her.
She did not know why, but a few hours later, the policemen came back. This time, they came back with their dogs… By the time they got to her, she was in a bad shape.
Now, Little Fan Wushuang felt as if she were back in that darkness again. She just wanted to get out of this place.
"Let me out! I'm scared! Please, someone…" she said in a weak voice as tears rolled down her cheeks and she knocked on the closet door weakly. "Anyone… please..."
Eventually, she gave up yelling. She knew that no one would help her and no one would dare to help her. Her only hope right now was to pray for her uncle to come back earlier so that she could complain to him.
He was the only one in this entire house that had the ability to protect him. Once he knew what her aunt did to her in his absence, he would definitely flip out and divorce her!
Little Fan Wushuang placed her palms together and murmured, "Dear gods, if any of you are listening, then please send my uncle home right now... I'm scared..."
However, her prayer went unheard. She was locked inside the closet for a long time as her uncle did not come home that night.