“I will find a skilled craftsman to repair this broken hairpin, but it will never be able to be restored to its original state.”
“I know this hairpin is of great significance to you, and its value cannot be measured in money. But since I damaged your things, I have to compensate you. Name your price, and if it is reasonable, I will not haggle.”
"Or, if there's anything you need me to do, that's fine too."
Feng Ruoying wanted to stop Shen Qiyin as soon as she spoke her first sentence, but even though she was squeezing her eyes so hard they were almost cramping, the latter kept talking on and on, making all her efforts in vain.
As for the compensation she mentioned...
Feng Ruoying shook her head: "Didn't you save me?"
If it weren't for Shen Qiyin, she might have drowned.
Even if she hadn't died, if Song Huai had saved her, she would have preferred to have died.
Taking the hairpin from Shen Qiyin's hand, Feng Ruoying suddenly changed the subject: "But if you really feel sorry for me, there is something you can do for me."
"What?"
"It's just..." She was about to speak when she caught a glimpse of her group of girlfriends still there, so she beckoned to Shen Qiyin with her finger, signaling her to come closer.
Chen Xiyin stepped forward.
Feng Ruoying frowned: "Hey, get closer!"
Shen Qiyin asked curiously, "Are you going to kiss me? Otherwise, why would you get so close?"
Feng Ruoying: "..."
Perhaps because the two had just gone through life and death together, they had unconsciously grown closer to each other. Feng Ruoying grabbed her wrist and pulled her closer to herself.
She put her hand to Shen Qiyin's ear and whispered, "Just tell me, what was it that you wanted to tell me when you went to my house to break off the engagement with my brother, but ultimately didn't?"
This time, Shen Xiyin remained silent.
Should we say she's persistent, or just stubborn?
"actually……"
"Ying'er!"
Shen Qiyin had only uttered two words when Xie Qing stumbled into the room and interrupted her.
She hadn't changed out of her wet clothes yet, and her hair was still dripping wet. She rushed to Feng Ruoying's bedside, completely soaked.
Ren Dong, who followed Shen Qiyin around all day, was truly a case of "it's hard to learn good things, but it's easy to learn bad things." With a "whoosh," she crouched behind Shen Qiyin and pointed at Xie Qing, who was dressed in red, shouting, "Ghost! Water ghost!"
"Miss, look! A red-clad water ghost! I'm so scared!"
Shen Qiyin suppressed a laugh and said as seriously as possible, "There's no ghost, that's clearly Miss Xie."
"Miss Xie?" Ren Dong clung to her shoulders, peeking out with trembling eyes, and asked in confusion, "Miss Xie, what happened to you and what happened to you?"
Xie Qing: "..."
Xie Qing thought to herself, "Why have I become like this? Don't you two, master and servant, have any idea?"
But worrying about those things now is useless; what she needs to do is keep Feng Ruoying calm.
Before she could even speak, tears streamed down her face: "Ying'er, thank goodness you're alright, otherwise how could I explain this to my uncle and aunt?"
"I was about to jump into the water to save you, but the maid stopped me. Luckily you are unharmed, otherwise I would never have let her off the hook!"
Xie Qing claimed that the maid had not served her since childhood, so she did not know that Xie Qing could swim, which is why she tried so hard to stop her.
In short, she wanted Feng Ruoying to believe that she did want to go into the water to save her.
Shen Qiyin did not expose her, but quietly left the room.
Even an upright official finds it difficult to settle family disputes.
Moreover, Xie Qing's flaws were so obvious that Feng Ruoying's group of girlfriends could all see through them. If Feng Ruoying could still be fooled by Xie Qing, then no matter what she said, the other party would not believe her.
Stepping outside, the sun was shining brightly, but since it was autumn, it was a bit chilly.
Achoo!
Shen Qiyin rubbed her slightly itchy nose.
Honeysuckle looked worried: "Miss, let's hurry back to the manor. The illness you got from being caught in the rain has only just gotten better. What if you catch a cold again?"
"Hmm," Shen Qiyin responded softly, already feeling her nose was stuffy.
An autumn wind suddenly rose, making her shiver.
The next moment, a dark cloak fell onto her, still carrying a hint of warmth, enveloping her entirely.
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