Shen Yanxi ignored Pei Qingyan and stared straight at Song Zhiyu, asking incredulously, "He's your brother, so what am I?"
He was initially unwilling to acknowledge Song Zhiyu's identity, fearing that if they did, it would harm Shu'er.
But no matter whether he admits it or not, the blood ties can never be severed.
Why did he feel so upset when Song Zhiyu denied their relationship?
"At best, he's just a brainless idiot." Song Zhiyu's patience had run out, and she didn't give Shen Yanxi a kind look either; her little mouth was like it was coated with poison.
Being completely fooled by Shen Jinshu, what else could you be but a fool?
Song Zhiyu tugged at Pei Qingyan's sleeve. Unlike her coldness when facing Shen Yanxi, her voice softened slightly now. "Brother, you should go back first. I can handle this myself."
She was too lazy to argue with Shen Yanxi, nor did she want to drag Pei Qingyan into it, so she first advised him to leave.
There's no need for Pei Qingyan to intervene, as Shen Yanxi is just a nobody.
Upon hearing this, Pei Qingyan glanced at Shen Yanxi indifferently, and then agreed to Song Zhiyu's request, "Then I'll be going now. If you need anything, come to my residence to find me."
From beginning to end, he never gave Shen Yanxi a proper look, only leaving him with a handsome back view.
Only after Pei Qingyan's figure had completely disappeared did Song Zhiyu's smile gradually fade, and she returned to her usual indifference.
This blatant discrimination sent a chill down Shen Yanxi's spine, and the bloodshot in his eyes intensified. "But we are blood-related siblings."
Song Zhiyu chuckled twice. "Now that the child is dead, you know you need milk."
When they were helping Shen Jinshu to torment her, why didn't they ever think that they were actually blood-related siblings?
It's true what they say: when there's nothing to do, Chen Jinshu is there; when something happens, Song Zhiyu is there, isn't it?
Whether Shen Yanxi suddenly went mad or had a change of heart, it didn't matter to her anymore.
She didn't want them anymore a long time ago.
"If you have nothing else to say, please move aside and don't block the way." Song Zhiyu stood three steps away from Shen Yanxi, holding a lantern, his expression and tone indifferent, as if he had truly become an insignificant person.
Shen Yanxi took a deep breath, concealing the sadness in his heart. Remembering the purpose of his visit to Song Zhiyu, he tentatively asked, "Do you know about Third Brother's disappearance?"
"What does this have to do with me?" Song Zhiyu's expression remained unchanged, showing no interest in Shen Mingyi's disappearance.
Shen Yanxi choked, rendered speechless by Song Zhiyu's words.
The disappearance of her third brother seems to have nothing to do with Song Zhiyu, but does she not care at all?
Shen Yanxi subtly observed Song Zhiyu's expression before carefully speaking, "After Third Brother hit you, something happened at the clothing store, and then he disappeared..."
"You mean his disappearance is related to me?" Song Zhiyu paused tactically, glancing coldly at Shen Yanxi. He felt a powerful sense of oppression wash over him, which was alarming.
He instinctively held his breath. "That's not what I meant..."
Although he did have doubts about Song Zhiyu, upon further reflection, he felt that Song Zhiyu didn't have that much ability.
The reason I insisted on asking that question was to verify my suspicions.
Song Zhiyu did not actually harm Shen Mingyi; she merely added fuel to the fire. "Shen Mingyi's clothing business was built upon the bones of countless corpses."
He's ruthless and vicious, resorting to any means to achieve his goals, and has offended countless people. His current situation is entirely his own doing.
After saying that, Song Zhiyu ignored Shen Yanxi's shock and walked past him to leave.
Lu Bai hurriedly followed with small, quick steps, and as she passed Shen Yanxi, she secretly rolled her eyes at him.
*
Songxiyuan.
"Miss, you didn't see how ugly the Fourth Young Master's face was just now." Lu Bai couldn't help but laugh when she thought of Shen Yanxi's face, which was as black as the bottom of a pot.
She carefully placed the brocade box containing the jewelry on the table, talking incessantly, "But he deserved it. Who told him to keep bullying Miss and blame you for the Third Young Master's disappearance? If you ask me, they got what they deserved."
Song Zhiyu agreed with this statement, except that Shen Mingyi was not being punished by God, but rather someone was acting on behalf of Heaven.
"The men the Marquis sent out couldn't find any trace of the Third Young Master. I'm afraid he's probably in grave danger." Lu Bai rubbed her chin and sighed twice, but she showed no sympathy for Shen Mingyi.
She wasn't just standing up for her young mistress; she also felt sorry for those who had been brutally suppressed by Shen Mingyi.
Business people do use some means to suppress their rivals, but she had never seen such a ruthless and vicious method before.
"It's none of our business anyway. We'll leave the manor tomorrow." Song Zhiyu opened the medicine box without looking up and replied casually.
She picked up the bottles and jars from the medicine box, planning to bring some more useful medicine for Ye Linxi tomorrow.
When Song Zhiyu had half of it, her hand stopped.
She remembered that the small porcelain bottle with blue patterns was on the table, so how did it end up in the medicine box?
Song Zhiyu frowned. Could it be that she remembered it wrong?
She lowered her eyes and pondered for a moment, then became somewhat unsure. She had so many bottles and jars that it was possible she had mixed them up.
Song Zhiyu shook her head. Apart from the small blue-patterned porcelain bottle, she didn't find anything unusual in the room, but she still kept a watchful eye on things.
"Lu Bai, go and ask if anyone came into the room to clean today." Song Zhiyu gave a few instructions, then began to think about the pills she wanted to give to Ye Linxi.
*
The next day.
Song Zhiyu took Lu Bai out of the mansion. Before going to find Ye Linxi, she had another matter to attend to.
What the two didn't notice was that as soon as they left the mansion, two little tails followed them.
“Miss, I asked around, and it was Chun Tao who went into your room to clean yesterday. The misplaced porcelain bottle was probably accidentally knocked over by the medicine box while cleaning.”
Song Zhiyu pursed her lips slightly, somewhat displeased, "Didn't I tell you not to come into the room when I'm not here?"
She kept a lot of poison in her room, some of which could be fatal with the slightest touch, so she gave orders that no one was allowed to enter or leave her room at will, especially not when she was not there.
All the servants and maids in the courtyard were her people, and they always followed the rules of the courtyard very well.
This spring peach is really quite strange.
"Send her to the outer courtyard and check if she has been in contact with anyone outside."
Song Zhiyu could no longer allow a maid who disregarded her orders to stay in the inner courtyard. Before she could find out whether the incident was unintentional on her part or if someone had deliberately bribed her, she had no choice but to move the maid to the outer courtyard.
"This servant understands." Having served Song Zhiyu for a long time, Lu Bai was somewhat aware of the underhanded tactics employed in the household.
It's always good to be cautious and wary of others.
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