Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
âWhat do you want?â Su Yu said dismissively. She tucked Lin Qingqingâs arm, gesturing her not to act rashlyâthey still didnât know the purpose of her visit.
Chu Yaoyao grinned. âI heard you were in an accident, so Iâm visiting you. It looks like youâre speaking fine. Phew, what a relief.â
âYou? Relief?â Lin Qingqing rolled up her sleeves. âCut the crap. Nothing good ever come out of you.â
A b*tch would always be a b*tch, and Chu Yaoyao was the b*tchiest of them all. Lin Qingqing stood in front of the bed protectively, and her eyes full of hostility. It was to prevent the intruder from coming any closer.
Yet, without any hint of uneasiness, Chu Yaoyao bent down, relaxed, to place the fruit basket on the ground. âHereâs a little something from Yunian and me since weâre getting married shortly. Get well soon,â she lowered her head and let out a faint smile.
âStop it. Youâre disgusting!â Lin Qingqing kicked the basket away, glaring at the girl with all rage. What if she had poisoned the fruit?
âMs. Chu, Iâll need you to leave at once, or Iâll call security.â Su Chen stepped forward to shield Lin Qingqing.
Embarrassed, Chu Yaoyao frowned, her gaze stuck on the girl on the bed. She laughed, âYouâll give us your blessing, wonât you?â
No one knew where those words came from, and Chu Yaoyao was a crackbrain. She and Fu Yunian had the same dogmatismâbirds of a feather did flock together, it seemed.
âSure. Hereâs to a long and happy marriage and congratulations,â Su Yu beamed.
Chu Yaoyao was annoyed at her lack of jealousyâwas she as indifferent as she seemed, or was it all a show?
If she was pretending, thenâ
Chu Yaoyao gave them an eerie smile before leaving the ward. The instant she closed the door, Lin Qingqing opened the window to the room for ventilation. âOh my god. That perfume odor! I thought Iâd suffocate back there. I never knew Fu Yunianâs into this kind of gal.â
It set Su Yu off laughing, her gloomy mood brightened. âWho cares? Itâs got nothing to do with me.â
âAre you sure youâre over him?â Su Chen studied his sisterâs eyes carefully, looking for any trace of deception.
Su Yu flinched. Just as she was about to answer him, his phone rangâit was their father, and she got agitated. âPlease donât tell mom and dad, Chen. Please!â She broke down, tugging the corner of his shirt.
Resigning to his fate, Su Chen promised her.
On the other end of the line, Su Zhenyuan asked about how his daughter was doing. Once he was sure her condition was stable, he told them that he was still on holiday with their mother. Theyâd be back in a month.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
When Su Yu cued him with eye contact to finish up, he hung up after speaking for a few more minutes.
âThat scared the hell out of me, Chen. You know dadâheâs always attentive,â she sighed.
âYeah. So you stay here, okay?â Su Chen chuckled, patting his sister on the head. âIâve got to goâoffice duties. Itâs a relief knowing Qingqing would be here with you.â
Once Su Chen had left, Lin Qingqing shut the door tight.. âSomething doesnât add up, Yu.â