Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability

“Who are you?”

Gu Qingyu threw the question right back at them.

“This is the boat we rented. Who allowed you to come aboard?” she demanded fiercely.

“You rented this boat?”

The newcomers furrowed their brows, anger already coloring their depths.

“We bought this boat two days ago. Since when did it become yours? Get off immediately, or don’t blame us for being unkind!”

“You—”

Fury instantly flashed in Gu Qingyu’s eyes as she moved to retort.

Seeing this, Brother Zheen quickly grabbed her wrist and pulled her back.

Something about this situation wasn’t right. The boat they had rented was identified by the man who took their money when they came aboard.

Yet looking at those before them, it was clear they weren’t lying either.

Moreover, by their attire, they seemed to be dressed in the uniform of the Xiang Dynasty’s royal guard, not someone they could afford to offend. He feared his junior sister might, relying on her modest influence, speak recklessly.

“Shut up!”

“Brother Zheen!”

Gu Qingyu furrowed her brow, looking at Brother Zheen with considerable dissatisfaction.

Why should she swallow her anger silently? They had clearly paid money. How could this boat belong to them?

“Why shouldn’t I speak? We paid money for this boat; it’s ours!” She shouted at Brother Zheen, and after finishing, glared with fierce eyes at the two men opposite her.

“Shut up and stop causing trouble here.”

Brother Zheen’s face darkened upon hearing her words. He had never scolded this junior sister before, but now he couldn’t help but speak sternly.

Even if she didn’t grasp the situation, couldn’t she infer something from their expressions instead of ranting like a fool?

“Zi Mo, take her below deck,” he instructed another female student.

“Oh, okay, I’ll take her down now.”

Zi Mo responded to Brother Zheen’s order and stepped forward, intending to lead Gu Qingyu downstairs; however, it was clear Gu Qingyu had no self-awareness, as she shook off Zi Mo’s hand.

“Get away from me, don’t touch me! Did I say something wrong? It’s clear we rented this boat. On what grounds do they tell us to leave once they come aboard? Is their name written on the boat or what?”

Gu Qingyu pointed at the two men, raising her voice as she questioned.

The two men opposite her were speechless. They had only gone to buy necessities for sailing, as well as food for the royal family and never expected to return to find such a senseless bunch aboard.

No, it wasn’t that all these people were unreasonable; it was this woman who was being outrageously unreasonable.

“Enough with the nonsense!”

One of them, quite impatient, stepped forward and grabbed Gu Qingyu’s pointing hand, forcefully flinging it aside.

There was a sharp scream, followed by the ‘plop’ of a heavy object hitting the water. Before Brother Zheen and the others could react, Gu Qingyu, who had just been hurling insults, was now struggling in the water.

“Help, save me… I don’t… I can’t swim!”

Gu Qingyu had lived in an area with little water since she was young and had never learned to swim. Barely a moment in the water, she had already swallowed several mouthfuls.

A flash of displeasure passed through Brother Zheen’s cold eyes as he looked over at a junior brother next to him.

“Fetch her up, but no need to bring her back on board,” he ordered.