Chapter 547 - Scheming Women
Rong’rong was at one side watching Madam Fu and Lin Shiyu clasp their hands together. There was a malicious glint in her beautiful, innocent eyes. Her hand bent, and the fruit knife promptly inflicted a wound on her hand.
Hiss.
Rong’rong moaned in pain.
“Ah, Rong’rong, what’s the matter with you?” Madam Fu hurriedly released Lin Shiyu’s hands and pressed on Rong’rong’s wound. “Rong’rong, how could you be so careless? You’re bleeding so much. Somebody, quick! Get the first aid box.”
The servant swiftly brought over the first aid box. Madam Fu frantically bandaged Rong’rong’s wound.
“Mom, I’m alright, I’m not in any pain.” Rong’rong looked at Madam Fu obediently. Even though she said that it was not painful, her eyes were brimming with tears, and she looked very much in pain.
Madam Fu was heartbroken.
Rong’rong blinked her eyes and big droplets of tears cascaded down her face. She looked at Madam Fu pitifully. “Mom, don’t be mistaken. It was not Sister-in-law who had pushed me, I fell down myself.”
“…”
Lin Shiyu rolled her eyes immediately. The force that she exerted just now was not enough to push Rong’rong to the floor. Rong’rong had pretended to fall herself.
Madam Fu froze as she looked at Rong’rong’s incessant tears and instantly felt protective of her. She admonished Lin Shiyu. “Shiyu, why did you push Rong’rong? We can talk things over nicely. Why did you need to be aggressive? Rong’rong, are you hurt in any area? Does it hurt?”
Madam Fu checked on the wound on Rong’rong’s body worriedly.
Rong’rong raised her eyes and looked at Lin Shiyu. There was a mocking and satisfied smile on her face.
Lin Shiyu was standing when Rong’rong fell. She glanced at Rong’rong from the top. Faced with Rong’rong’s antics and sneering expression, Lin Shiyu was unwilling to concede defeat. She gradually curved her red lips, raised her arm and forcefully pinched her slender wrist in front of Rong’rong.
Lin Shiyu’s skin was delicate and fair, and it instantly became red after the pinch.
Rong’rong froze.
Lin Shiyu’s pretty face was emotionless. She looked at Madam Fu. “Mom, sorry to have caused all this unhappiness. I won’t be having dinner with you. I’ll take my leave now.”
Madam Fu immediately raised her head and pulled at Lin Shiyu’s hand. “Shiyu, Mom did not mean it….”
Hiss.
Lin Shiyu furrowed her pretty brows and groaned in pain.
Madam Fu instantly saw the red patch on Lin Shiyu’s wrist. She exclaimed in shock, “Shiyu, what happened to you here? Why is it red? Who hurt you?”
Madam Fu stopped talking suddenly. There was only Shiyu and Rong’rong in the washroom.
The answer was obvious.
Madam Fu looked at Rong’rong, who was still on the floor, then raised her eyes to look at Lin Shiyu.
Lin Shiyu’s pretty almond-shaped eyes were very clean and pristine. She withdrew her hand from Madam Fu’s grasp. “Mom, just take it as I have pushed Rong’rong. Perhaps I’m not welcomed here anymore. I’m leaving now.”
She left.
Before leaving, Lin Shiyu glanced at Rong’rong and a composed but sneering smile played on her pretty lips, exuding frostiness. Her graceful skirt brushed across Rong’rong’s awkward body.
All these years, she had been an honorable and high-principled person, but that did not mean that she was unaware of anything. She had seen plenty of scheming and deceitful antics from women.
She was good at singing and had some ability in acting. If Rong’rong wanted to go against her, then that woman would have to see if she was good enough to be her opponent.
“Shiyu!” Madam Fu called out forlornly.
Lin Shiyu did not turn her head and just kept walking. At this moment, the main door to the villa opened, and a gust of cold wind swept in. A tall and handsome figure entered her vision.
Fu Qinglun had arrived.