Translator: End less Fantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Wang Qing glared at Rong Qi with veins practically bulging from her eyes. Wang Qing sneered, âFine, that makes it simple for both of you. Rong Qi, do you really want to sever all ties with us so callously after all these years weâve cared for you?â
âState your terms,â Rong Qi replied.
â50 million, for your freedom. From then on, we will have nothing to do with you.â Wang Qing stated. Her eyes were bloodshot; her normally radiant face was now visibly strained as if sheâd aged a decade overnight.
â50 million? Even leeches arenât this greedy,â Rong Qi said. Her eyes shimmered with amusement. âI think Iâm quite free as it is. Tell me, is this 50 million for the sake of the Rong family, or to save Wang Song?â
Upon hearing Wang Songâs name, Rong Feiyuâs face twisted in resentment and said, âThatâs none of your concern. Rong Qi, I know you want nothing to do with our family. So, 50 million to buy you a clean breakâsurely youâd be interested.â
Rong Qi turned to Rong Feiyu and said, âYou do realize that if we have no ties, youâd have no reason to stay at the Capital University. You give me 50 million, and Iâll grant you your freedom. How does that sound?â
âYou!â Rong Feiyu growled.
âSo, you wonât pay?â Wang Qing interjected, gripping Rong Feiyu and positioning her behind herself. Her gaze was venomous, snake-like.
Rong Qi said nothing, but her silence spoke volumes.
Suddenly, Wang Qing lunged at Rong Qi, her hand raised to slap Rong Qi. Wang Qing was clear in her motives; they were on campus, where Rong Qi wouldnât dare retaliate. As long as she took the initiative, Rong Qi would be forced to pay. She didnât care how much, as long as it saved her son, Wang Song. This was why she had Su Yifan bear witness to this scene.
Rong Feiyu looked on, her face lighting up with glee. What she loves the most is seeing Rong Qi being humiliated.
âApologize to my mother,â Rong Feiyu suggested, her tone dripping with schadenfreude. âThereâs no need to be so defiant.â
Rong Qi scoffed. âDefiant? My mother has been dead for years; who are you saying Iâm defying?â
As she spoke, Rong Qi effortlessly gripped Wang Qingâs wrist.
Wang Qing struggled, glaring at Rong Qi. âLet go! You dare to lay a hand on your elder?â
Just as Wang Qing finished her sentence, Rong Qiâs hand lashed out, delivering a stinging slap to Wang Qingâs face. With a shriek, Wang Qing fell to the ground, holding her face in disbelief as she looked up at Rong Qi.
Rong Qi adjusted her sleeves and said coldly, âWhat just happened wasnât violence. This is.â
âYou! Unfilial wretch! How dare you hit me!â Wang Qing scrambled to her feet, looking like she was ready to fight to the death. âYou promiscuous disgrace! Iâm getting rid of you today for the sake of the Rong family!â
Wang Qing lunged at Rong Qi again, but before she could even touch her, she was sent flying with a swift kick. She landed with a thud near a pond, face-down, motionless.
Seeing that, Rong Feiyu bent down to pick up a rock, âRong Qi, youâre a jinx! Your grandfather and mother died because of you. Now you are killing. Why donât you just die? Iâllââ
âDrop itâ¦â Rong Qi said.
Rong Feiyu dropped the stone in her hand. Her eyes widened and held Rong Qiâs wrist with both her hands.
âSay that again,â Rong Qi cut Rong Feiyu off, her grip tightening around Rong Feiyuâs throat.
Rong Feiyuâs face flushed red from Rong Qiâs grasp, but Rong Feiyu still glared at Rong Qi and said, âYou jinx! Not only did you jinx your grandfather and mother to death, but one day, Ye Nanshen will also be jinxed to death by you. He will die a miserable death without laying to rest in one piece, a lonely ghost. Uhâ¦â
Rong Qi grasped Rong Feiyuâs neck harder as her expression turned colder.
Wang Qing, lying on the ground, managed to crawl toward Rong Qi. âRong QL.let go of Feiyu! Are you courting death?â
Rong Qiâs eyes frosted over, and she released Rong Feiyu. But before she could catch her breath, Rong Qi dragged her by the hair toward the pond.
âAhh, it hurts, it hurts!â Rong Feiyu cried, clutching her head as tears smeared her face.
âFeiyu, Feiyu⦠Rong Qi, let her go! What the hell are you doing? Have you gone mad?!â Wang Qing shouted..