His tone was stern.
Feng Shuang was so frightened that she trembled.
Feng Shuang's mother also noticed that her daughter was starting to bite people in desperation. She quickly walked to Ruan Chen's side and said apologetically, "You are Feng Shuang's classmate, right? I'm sorry, I just checked the surveillance footage. Feng Shuang was being unreasonable. Please don't take it to heart."
Feng Shuang's voice became even sharper, "Mom! Do you know how she schemed against me at school!"
Feng Shuang's mother's eyes showed even more disappointment. "Feng Shuang, I've raised you for sixteen years. Don't I know your personality? Mom has already reached an agreement with the bank and mortgaged our current house. Your parents will pay the three million. From now on, this will be our family's joint debt."
“This money is not a small amount for our family. Your father is now…” Feng Shuang’s mother paused here, sighed, and did not continue.
She changed the subject, her eyes filled with even more sorrow, as if she had aged considerably, "But if it can help you become more sensible, your father and I will feel it's all worth it."
Fu Jianzhi and Ruan Chen both fell silent this time.
Both of them felt a pang of sadness.
Feng Shuang's mother forced a smile at Ruan Chen again, "You look like a good child. It's okay, Auntie knows it has nothing to do with you."
"Sister," Fu Jianzhi called softly.
After Feng Shuang's mother finished apologizing to Ruan Chen, she suddenly noticed the extremely complicated look in Ruan Chen's eyes.
It was like an irrepressible envy, or perhaps a feeling of pity.
Normally, Feng Shuang's mother would have asked more questions, but now she was truly exhausted, so she casually patted Ruan Chen's shoulder.
Her husband has just been diagnosed with a somewhat troublesome illness. It is curable, but the expenses will be very high.
The couple had intended to tell Feng Shuang about this, hoping it would make her more sensible, but before they could even say anything, they ran into such a big problem.
In order to prevent Feng Shuang from having a criminal record while she was still a minor, the couple had no choice but to try to raise three million yuan.
After calling the bank to schedule a home appraisal, the couple called their attending physician to suggest they try conservative treatment first.
“Auntie,” Ruan Chen said.
The moment Fu Jianzhi called out to her, she understood what he meant.
When Feng Shuang heard Ruan Chen call her "Mom," she looked at her with hatred in her eyes, clearly still not giving up and wanting to pin the blame on Ruan Chen.
Ruan Chen walked up to the group and said to the staff, "Forget it, I'll waive my claim."
When Feng Shuang's mother bent down to pat Ruan Chen's shoulder, Ruan Chen saw a corner of a hospital examination report peeking out of her bag, as well as the faint smell of hospital disinfectant on the couple.
There was a boy standing in a spot where no one was looking.
Fu Xing returned, worried that Feng Shuang might cause trouble and make Feng Yuankai look bad in the end.
When Fu Jianzhi saw him, he suddenly stopped laughing and joking with Ruan Chen and nodded reservedly.
After saying this, Ruan Chen naturally took a black pen from a staff member, casually flipped through the auction book a few times, turned to a page with blank pages, and signed it.
The three letters "yan" are beautiful and smooth.
These three letters landed exactly below the line introducing Master Yu Lei's closed-door disciple at the top of that page, below the gold-embossed "yan," and were the same three letters that Ruan Chen had just written.
Upon hearing those three words from Ruan Chen, Fu Xing instinctively stepped out from the corner, not caring that Feng Shuang would see him, and stared intently at Ruan Chen.
Who has the right to demand compensation for abandoning the painting "Winter Begonia"?
The fragmented rumors I'd heard before, pieced together, suggested that Yu Lei's last disciple was very young, seemingly a high school student, and very low-key...
“I give up,” Ruan Chen repeated softly, her eyes calm and gentle. “I will explain to the teacher, and we will communicate further later.”
The staff member was also the exhibition's appraiser, and upon seeing Ruan Chen put pen to paper, he immediately confirmed the identity of the beautiful young woman in front of him.
The owner of the painting said he didn't want compensation, so he naturally didn't ask any more questions. He waved to signal the others to put away the contract, appraisal report, and the like, smiled, and leaned down to Ruan Chen, saying, "So it was you who came in person. Please forgive any shortcomings. We will definitely give you an explanation."
The security at the exhibition hall was inadequate, and an explanation was indeed needed for Yu Lei and Ruan Chen. Ruan Chen nodded slightly, "My teacher will communicate with you. There are still two days left in the exhibition, and the charity auction that follows will also be held here. I don't want to see any more accidents happen."
Feng Shuang's parents were completely bewildered by the twists and turns that had unfolded before them.
After Feng Shuang's father's test results came out today, the couple were somewhat gloomy, but not entirely unable to accept it. They actively communicated with the hospital about treatment plans and considered how to tell Feng Shuang about it.
Then came the call from the exhibition hall, informing them of the trouble Feng Shuang had caused.
Three million completely emptied their savings, but in order to prevent Feng Shuang from being tarnished in her life, they had no choice but to resolve this matter first.
Then Feng Shuang, still being immature, caused trouble in the exhibition hall, leaving the couple exhausted and dizzy.
Then, the girl who had just been falsely accused by the ignorant girl suddenly spoke up, saying that she didn't want the three million debt anymore, and the staff at the exhibition hall obviously listened to her.
Upon seeing Ruan Chen's signature, the couple immediately understood—she was the author!
Ruan Chen wasn't sympathizing with Feng Shuang; it's just that the couple were genuinely good people. Three million was just a negligible sum for her, but it could very well destroy the life the couple had worked so hard to build.
She didn't have such a deep-seated hatred for Feng Shuang, nor did she want to drive a perfectly good family to the brink of ruin, especially given her relationship with Feng Yuankai.
Before the couple could even express their gratitude, Feng Shuang, oblivious to their tact, spoke up again: "Ruan Chen, what are you dreaming about? You think you're someone special just because you forged a signature? Stop pretending. I know your own limitations."
Feng Shuang's father could no longer bear it. He suddenly raised his hand and slapped her, but it remained suspended in the air for a long time before finally falling. He just sighed and said, "Feng Shuang, you really need to be disciplined."
Ruan Chen held up her painting that Feng Shuang had destroyed, and said in a calm tone, "Your parents are very good people. You should be grateful to them. I also hope that you can understand their good intentions and be more sensible."
After saying that, she turned around and prepared to leave.
Feng Shuang's voice followed relentlessly from behind, sharp and sarcastic, "Yes, of course my parents are good people. Are you jealous? So what if you're a genius painter, and one of your paintings is worth millions? Your father is in jail, and your biological mother doesn't even know who she is. You're just the illegitimate daughter of the Ruan family, and now the Ruan family doesn't want you anymore. What are you pretending to be so high and mighty for?"
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