Murong Shu took two steps back and felt a surge of satisfaction upon seeing Wu Qingjin's expression.
She laughed: "You are far inferior to Qiao Zhizhi, otherwise you would not have wanted to harm her. Even in ink painting, you have been learning since you were a child, but she has surpassed you in just three years. As for oil painting, which made her famous in the capital, you can't even touch the edge."
"Oh, right, I misspoke. Your hands are ruined. You'll never be able to paint again in your life. You have no chance at all." Murong Shu laughed even more wildly.
All her sincerity over the years has been wasted, and now her heart is filled with hatred. She'll say whatever comes to mind, because only in this way can she make up for some of her losses.
For Wu Qingjin, however, it was Murong Shu who revealed her true feelings.
She trembled all over, her voice hoarse and strained: "You bitch, you bitch, you're even more despicable than Qiao Zhizhi! You said you treated me as a friend, but you were just putting on an act. How could I have been fooled by you? Your acting skills are really good."
"Since you are so vicious, even poisoning me, I will not let you go. Guards, seize Murong Shu and lock her in the Wu family's private dungeon. Torture her with every kind of punishment until she dies a miserable death."
Several guards rushed in immediately, about to seize Murong Shu.
Murong Shu sneered and slammed her hand on the table: "Our Murong family is no less powerful than the Wu family. You know what the consequences will be if you dare to touch me."
The guards hesitated and dared not step forward.
Yes, the argument between Miss Murong and Miss Wu is just their private matter. If they were to arrest the person, the two families would become enemies, and who knows how many waves it would cause.
Murong Shu raised an eyebrow: "My hand was also affected. I haven't even suspected that you poisoned me yet, and now you're trying to smear me. When a person becomes shameless, they are truly invincible."
"What is your little influence compared to mine? My hands are about to be useless, but you can still eat and hold a pen. You just poisoned me to clear your name, so you're putting on a show for yourself."
"Do you think I can't see through this little drama?" Wu Qingjin's eyes were bloodshot, his teeth bared, and his face contorted with rage, as if he wanted to devour Murong Shu whole.
Their relationship has completely broken down. Now, the person she hates the most is not Qiao Zhizhi, but Murong Shu.
“Words are no proof. You need to provide evidence. Otherwise, even if it's a joint trial by the three judicial departments, I will never admit it. Why should I admit to something I didn't do?”
"But since you've framed me, all these years of friendship have been for nothing. Whether your hands are crippled or you live or die, it's none of my business."
As she spoke, Murong Shu walked out the door. Her own hand was not very useful anymore, and she needed to hurry back, hoping to stop it from getting worse or at least improve the condition of her hand.
"Stop her! Stop her!"
"Lock her up and let her die."
Those guards all knew what was important. In the end, the old man was the one who called the shots in this family. If they really subdued the people and caused the two families to fight and hate each other, then they would be the first to be dealt with.
So, stammering and hesitant, Wu Qingjin could only watch Murong Shu leave, her eyes practically bulging out of their sockets. Suddenly, a mouthful of blood gushed from her mouth, and she swayed and collapsed.
Qiao Lian'er watched a great show and left satisfied.
As she watched Murong Shu depart in his carriage, a thought crossed her mind.
It would be better if the Murong family and the Wu family really started fighting, so that Sister Zhizhi would be safe and Miss Liu would be safe too.
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