Chapter 10 "Luo Yunqing, let's get married..."
The news of the disturbance quickly reached the ears of Song Jingguo and his wife.
Upon learning that Pei Yanli had arrived and happened to be there, the two hurriedly went to the lounge.
Luo Yunqing had already changed out of his soaked shirt, and someone was removing the gauze from his arm. As the bandages were unwrapped, the already unhealed wound, soaked in water, split open again, and bright red blood seeped through the entire layer of gauze.
"What happened?" Lin Wenting asked anxiously as she quickly approached. "How did he suddenly fall into the water?"
“Madam Song.” Jiang Ziyu threw away the blood-stained gauze and said without any politeness, “Instead of asking questions, why don’t you go find a medicine box?”
"I have a first-aid kit!"
Chen Zhao went back to the car to change into clean clothes, and also brought a double-layered first-aid kit. Inside, there was disinfectant, gauze, ointment… everything you could need.
The two worked swiftly, one applying the medicine and the other re-bandaging, leaving Lin Wenting no chance to intervene.
His complexion grew increasingly pale.
Just then, I heard soft sobs coming from behind me.
Song Xuechen curled up on the opposite sofa and whispered, "Mom."
Lin Wenting was unusually angry.
"Aunt Liu came over and said you pushed Xiaoqing into the pool!"
"It wasn't me! I didn't push!"
Song Xuechen waved her hands and shook her head repeatedly.
"So many eyes saw it, who else could it be but you?" Teng Zaiye leaned against the wheelchair with his arms crossed, even having prepared a reason for him, "You're just angry that Luo Yunqing stole your thunder today, aren't you?"
"No, that's not true!"
Song Xuechen was sobbing. A boy next to her couldn't bear to watch any longer. On a whim, he stepped forward and pointed at the silent Luo Yunqing: "It was him! He stole Xiaoxue's 'Mermaid's Tears'."
Only after she spoke did everyone notice that the neck area, which was specially used to display the "Mermaid's Tears," was bare, and the necklace worth 80 million that she had just worn was gone!
The boy then added, "Xiaoxue only asked him to return the necklace; she didn't even touch him. He poured it into the pool himself."
"Xiao Qing." Song Jingguo had been silent since he came in, but upon hearing this, his gaze, sharp as a physical object, shot over her coldly. "Is that so?"
What kind of father is this?
Instead of blaming the culprit who caused her son to fall into the water, she questioned Xiao Luo because of a single sentence from someone else?
A surge of anger welled up inside him, and Jiang Ziyu jumped to his feet: "Mr. Song..."
Before he could finish speaking, Luo Yunqing secretly tugged at his sleeve.
Sniffling, she shook her head crisply: "I...I didn't, he...they...they're lying! I...I didn't take it..."
"If you didn't take it, where did Xiaoxue's necklace go?"
"Yes, Xiaoxue only said a few words to you by the pool. Who else could it be but you? Do you think we could take it?"
Song Xuechen remained silent, but a group of friends around her spoke up for her.
In contrast, Luo Yunqing and Chen Zhao returned silently to their boss's side after applying the medicine, and Jiang Ziyu, who was originally going to speak up for him, was also secretly pulled back.
Truly, we are isolated and helpless.
Another stutterer.
After stammering for a long time without coming up with a clear answer, I was so anxious that tears streamed down my face, and all I could say was no.
Jiang Ziyu: "What's wrong with Xiao Luo?"
“I guess…” As the only person present who had experienced Luo Yunqing’s strength and methods firsthand, Teng Zaiye mysteriously stuck a finger to his lips, “Don’t be in a hurry, just watch.”
His younger brother must be up to no good again.
That necklace is worth 80 million, and it was a gift from the eldest son of the Pei family. Now that the Pei family is here, this matter won't be so easily resolved.
Lin Wenting thought to herself, since the necklace belonged to Xiaoxue, her friends would never do such a thing. On the other hand, Luo Yunqing had never seen anything nice growing up, and now he was giving her something for his birthday...
She was almost certain.
He said, "Ah Qing, it doesn't matter if it's you. As long as you take it out, we'll let this matter go."
More tears welled up in her bright red eyes, like a burst dam, unstoppable, streaming down her cheeks and down to her thin, pointed chin, dripping onto the long-haired carpet.
How wronged he must have felt to bite his lip so hard even when he was crying.
A sudden surge of anger rose within her. Pei Yanli clenched her left ring finger repeatedly, then turned to Chen Zhao and asked, "After he fell into the water, he had everything changed inside and out, right?"
How would I know? I didn't even help with the replacement... Chen Zhao immediately realized what was going on, cleared his throat, and replied, "Yes."
Pei Yanli then asked, "Did you see it? That gemstone necklace."
"No," Chen Zhao shrugged, spreading his hands. "What necklace? If there were, we would have noticed it long ago."
“That’s right.” Teng Zaiye rested his chin on his hand and echoed them, “To catch a thief, you need to find the stolen goods. How can you just say that someone took it based on one person’s words?”
Then, looking at Song Xuechen, who was being fawned over, he said without any malice, "Maybe you picked it yourself and put it somewhere and forgot about it."
It was just a casual remark, but Song Xuechen's expression changed slightly.
Teng Zaiye saw through it all. "Why don't you look again yourself, in your pockets, in the room?"
"I lost the necklace after talking to Xiaoqing, it's not in my pocket..." The moment Song Xuechen reached into her pocket, her pupils suddenly contracted.
That reaction was really interesting.
Teng Zaiye smiled and raised his chin at him, "Take out what's in your pocket."
"Never mind."
At this point, Song Jingguo understood everything. Family scandals shouldn't be aired in public, especially with Pei Yanli still around. "This matter ends here."
“Hey? Mr. Song, that’s not right.” Teng Zaiye persisted. “We’re about to reach a conclusion, how can we end it so abruptly? Don’t you think so, Lao Pei?”
Pei Yanli nodded: "I also hope to find out the truth and clear the name of the wronged person."
His words were almost explicit.
He glanced at the boy, whose head was bowed low, and then said in an almost commanding tone, "Take your hands out."
Song Xuechen remained frozen in place.
Pei Yanli then called out, "Chen Zhao."
Chen Zhao cautiously put on white gloves and went over.
He grabbed the hand that was always in his pocket, took it out, reached into his pants pocket and searched around. After a short while, he slowly pulled out a chain.
It was none other than "Mermaid's Tears".
"Oh!" Chen Zhao exclaimed, his mouth agape in exaggerated absurdity. "Isn't it right in your own pocket? Why are you crying 'stop thief' like a thief in the thief's eyes?"
The boys who had spoken up for Song Xuechen earlier seemed to have been slapped hard in the face, asking in disbelief, "Xiaoxue, what happened to you?"
"No, that's not it." Now, Song Xuechen was speechless with accusations. "I... I clearly... how could that be!"
He clearly stuffed it into Luo Yunqing's pocket.
How did it all come back to me?
"It seems that Young Master Song doesn't even have the most basic honesty." Chen Zhao sighed with regret and placed the necklace in his hand.
The lounge fell silent.
After a full half minute of silence, the boys finally realized that they had been used as pawns by Song Xuechen. Feeling ashamed, they left in anger.
"Wow, just as I thought, even movies aren't this exciting." Teng Zaiye clicked his tongue and shook his head.
They couldn't get involved in the rest, so they said goodbye and left the lounge.
Before I had gone far, I heard a crisp slap echo from inside the house.
Lin Wenting pointed at her youngest son, trembling with anger, "I was afraid you would overthink things and think that your mother wouldn't love you anymore once she found her biological child. I gave you priority at your birthday party, and I did my best to give you whatever you wanted. You were still not satisfied, and you even used this method to frame Aqing!"
"Mother……"
"Apologize to Aqing right now!"
Song Xuechen's face flushed red and then turned pale, and she called out "Mom" again, unwilling to give up.
Seeing that she was furious and turned her face away, he had no choice but to hold his flushed cheeks and walk step by step to Luo Yunqing, bowing his head and gritting his teeth: "I'm sorry!"
Luo Yunqing slowly raised her eyes, avoiding the gaze of others, and gave him a provocative smile, as if she had succeeded in her plan.
He said that if he can't have it, Song Xuechen can't have it either. This was true of the birthday banquet, and it was also true of Lin Wenting's trust and favoritism towards him.
"you!"
He did it on purpose!
Song Xuechen's mind went blank for a moment, and she raised her hand without thinking.
However, before he could land, a hand intercepted him mid-air. Having waited a long time for his parents to return, Song Moyan came to check on them, only to find this scene unfolding before his very eyes, right under Pei Yanli's nose.
Does he even remember today's plan?
My father said that no matter what we do, we must not make Pei Yanli break off the engagement.
"Xiaoxue, stop making a fuss."
Song Xuechen completely broke down, crying loudly, "Brother also thinks I'm being unreasonable? It's him, it's Luo Yunqing, he's the one who did it all!"
"Ayan!" The plan had failed before it even began; they were more trouble than they were worth. Song Jingguo's face darkened. "Take Xiaoxue back to her room!"
“Before that, it’s necessary to formally inform you, Mr. Song.” Receiving his boss’s signal, Chen Zhao spoke up before Song Xuechen was taken away: “Regarding the marriage we previously agreed upon with your son, we think we should consider…”
"Find someone else."
“Yes, change it to someone else…” Chen Zhao blinked twice, turned to look at his boss, and blurted out, “Change it to someone else!”
etc.
He didn't say that when he came.
"The abbot of Nanyan Temple calculated with my father that the youngest son of the Song family and I are a good match according to our birth charts. So, naturally, the marriage should be with the real young master of the Song family. Don't you think so?"
He meant that… Song Jingguo was overjoyed and nodded repeatedly, “Of course!”
As long as he doesn't break off the engagement and affect the cooperation between the two families, it doesn't matter who he chooses.
Pei Yanli steered her wheelchair around Song Jingguo to the boy, handed him a handkerchief, and softly asked, "Your name is Luo Yunqing?"
My heart is pounding! Like a drumbeat, pounding hard on the drumhead, as if it's about to leap out of my chest.
Luo Yunqing followed the light beige handkerchief, slowly raising her head until it met someone's gaze, then immediately lowered it again, clenching her arms and softly responding.
“My surname is Pei, and my given name is Yanli.” Pei Yanli picked up a handkerchief and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, sighing softly, “You’ve been wronged today.”
When questioned by Song Jingguo, or misunderstood by Lin Wenting, Luo Yunqing didn't feel anything. But this one sentence made him crumble instantly.
Yes, he suffered a great injustice.
“You heard what I just said, didn’t you?” Seeing his situation in the Song family, Pei Yanli suddenly changed her mind. “If you don’t mind that I’m disabled and ten years older than you… Luo Yunqing, let’s get married.”
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