The servant, having received the order, turned and ran outside.
He's fast, and Chen Xiyin's speed isn't slow either!
She grabbed the oil-paper umbrella, ran into the kitchen, and shoved it into the stove!
In both her past and present lives, Shen Qiyin had little interaction with the people of the Marquis of Jianning's mansion, so she didn't know much about the Song brothers, Song Huai and Song Ye, and was even less clear about the relationship between them.
If this matter were to escalate to the point of involving the authorities, she couldn't be sure whether Song Ye would lie to help his half-brother or help her, a complete stranger he had only met once.
But she doesn't need to gamble.
Burn it and that's it!
The umbrella was coated with tung oil, and when it was ignited, it seemed to receive timely rain after a long drought, and its "enthusiasm" soared.
The faint flames in the stove suddenly leaped up and engulfed the umbrella in the blink of an eye, burning it completely.
How fast?
The servant hadn't even left the house yet, and the umbrella had already turned to ash.
Only the bamboo handle remained, stubbornly resisting, but most of the handles used to make oil-paper umbrellas were made of bamboo, so no one could prove that the charred handle belonged to Song Ye.
Song Huai was completely stunned by what he saw!
He never imagined that Shen Qiyin would be so audacious as to burn the stolen evidence!
It was burned right in front of him.
He watched her take the umbrella into the kitchen, and he even thought she was going to get a rag to wipe it clean. He never imagined she was going to destroy evidence!
Is there anything in this world that a woman wouldn't dare to do?
She clapped her hands lightly, then folded them in front of her again, transforming back into the dignified and elegant Miss Shen, a stark contrast to her earlier rabbit-like darting away.
Song Huai's servant also witnessed this turn of events and was shocked.
The servant, still with one foot outside the door and the other inside, tentatively asked Song Huai, "Young master... should we still report this to the authorities? All the evidence has been burned."
Song Huai had no time to pay him any attention.
He immediately pointed at Shen Qiyin's nose and roared, "Shen Qiyin! How dare you destroy evidence!"
Shen Qiyin calmly replied, "Evidence? Where is the evidence? I don't see it."
"you!"
In his anger, Song Huai saw Feng Heng standing silently to the side and immediately saw an opportunity, saying, "Brother Feng was also there. He saw it with his own eyes. Don't try to deny it!"
Upon hearing this, Shen Qiyin looked at Feng Heng and asked meaningfully, "May I ask, what did Young Master Feng see?"
When he met her eyes, which seemed to be smiling but weren't, Feng Heng immediately remembered that he had consulted her for medical treatment before.
Besides, he was the one who wronged her first in breaking off the engagement, so how could he kick her when she was down?
However, the Marquis of Ke Ning's mansion is not easily offended.
After a moment of silence, he suddenly exclaimed "Ouch!" and groped his way to sit down in the chair: "I'm sorry, Brother Song, you don't know, but my eyesight is failing me."
Song Huai looked utterly astonished: "What?!"
Are you blind?
“Um… it’s not that bad…” Feng Heng didn’t want to make a definitive statement, otherwise it would be difficult to back out later: “It’s just that things are blurry and I can’t see them clearly.”
Song Huai didn't believe it: "When did it start?"
"Ah, just now."
"you……"
"Hey, hey, Brother Song, don't misunderstand. It's not what you think it is just now." Feng Heng quickly explained, "I was just strolling around on the street when a gust of wind blew in from somewhere and got into my eyes, making everything blurry."
"It just so happens that Guangrentang is nearby. I was thinking of having the doctor come and take a look, but as soon as I entered, Brother Song, you arrived."
"That's why I didn't see you when you passed by the door earlier. Otherwise, wouldn't I have called you back sooner? Why would I wait for you to come to me on your own initiative?"
His words were perfectly tactful.
Shen Qiyin couldn't help but glance at him a few more times.
Although Song Huai still had doubts, he couldn't dwell on the matter any longer. After all, he planned to marry Feng Ruoying in the future, and it was unnecessary to fall out with his future brother-in-law.
Therefore, he said, "Well, it's not right to let Brother Feng get involved in this mess."
"However, you saw how competitive and ambitious this woman is. She even caused your cousin to fall into the water back at the Marquis's residence. How vicious she is!"
"It's a good thing you broke off your engagement with her..."
"Oh, no." Feng Heng waved his hands repeatedly, "She broke off the engagement with me." He broke off the engagement? He's not crazy! He'd give up such a capable and beautiful wife and actually break off the engagement!
"..." Song Huai smacked his lips twice, and could only force himself to explain, "That, that's because she didn't know what was good for her!"
Shen Xiyin: "Are you sick?"
Song Huai immediately glared at him: "You dare to insult me?"
"No," Shen Qiyin shook her head innocently. "I was just asking a normal question."
"If you're sick, go see a doctor. Get in line."
"If you're not sick, please leave. Don't delay our business."
After saying that, she turned and walked towards her desk, muttering to herself as she went, "Does she need to be scolded so much? She feels like she's being scolded for every little thing I say. How strange..."
Song Huai bit his lip and took several deep breaths, wishing he could just smash up her clinic!
However, he had no legitimate reason to act, and he feared that if things escalated, he would be reprimanded by his father.
But if I leave like this, I really can't swallow this anger!
Just as Song Huai was feeling depressed, a person carrying a medicine box passed by him and went straight to Shen Xiyin.
That figure looked somewhat familiar.
When the other person finally spoke, saying, "Senior sister, I'm back," Song Huai felt an increasing sense of familiarity upon hearing the voice he had longed for day and night.
Song Huai: "Radiance?"
Upon hearing this name, Sanwa dropped his medicine box to the ground with a clatter. He felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, his face drained of all color, turning as pale as paper!
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