Chapter 33
These two people stood in her doorway, clearly waiting for her.
Upon Ling Chunxi’s arrival, Qin Xiruo immediately rushed over to her with a face full of distress and concern. She reached out to take Ling Chunxi’s hands but Ling Chunxi pulled back by embracing Little White a little tighter. At this, Qin Xiruo awkwardly lowered and folded her own hands.
“Chunxi, where did you go? I got worried when Aunt Wang said you left the house. Don’t listen to Yumei. Don’t be silly. Don’t go to that cave,” pleaded Qin Xiruo anxiously. “My hand is fine, really. Look, it’s all right.” Qin Xiruo put on a show of clenching her fist and then hissing from the pain while maintaining an expression of fortitude.
Ling Xiaoting could not tolerate this any longer. How dare Ling Chunxi, this ugly girl, behave in such a manner. Qin Xiruo was worried about this ugly girl, who wasn’t even resting at home as she should be. Qin Xiruo was enduring such pain just to come here and comfort this ugly girl, who wasn’t even appreciative of her kindness. Such an ugly and shameless girl deserved to die. Did she think wearing a hat to hide her hideous face would make it less revolting? All it did was make her even more disgusting to look at!
3Though she remained calm outwardly, Ling Chunxi was secretly cursing Qin Xiruo on the inside. Wow. Qin Xiruo. What a good actress and director. Such a typical green tea bitch1. Just behold this magnificent performance of pitifully enduring so much suffering while only thinking of others. She really knew how to tug on heartstrings and make people feel sorry for her.
2Ptui1! This fakeness was what was disgusting.
Qin Xiruo probably still thought she was the same weak, little Ling Chunxi who was easy to bully and push around, huh?
“Ling Chuxi!” roared Ling Xiaoting. He couldn’t bear to hold back any longer. “Are you dead inside? Can’t you see Xiruo is in pain? Yet, while she constantly worries about you and suffers so much just to come and see you, you don’t even care! You’re fine with seeing her like this? Why are you so spiteful?!”
Needless to say, Ling Chunxi was simply stunned by this outburst.
‘How bizarre. It would seem that Ling Xiaoting has developed some severe brain problems. Oh, wait, that’s not right. His eyes got covered in shit, more like it!’
6“Clearly, I’m very much alive inside and out. But, thanks for your concern,” remarked Ling Chunxi sarcastically. “I wonder, Ling Xiaoting. Am I spiteful, or are you just sinister? Obviously, you knew the hand of the person you cherish was chronically injured, and yet you allow her to stand out in the cold like this. Was your intention for her to catch a cold? Then you could be attentive towards her and care for her—be her nurse in shining armor. Is this what you were hoping for?
3Qin Xiruo and Ling Xiaoting were both stunned. They never thought quiet and meek Ling Chunxi was capable of being so sharp-tongued. Little did they know there were far more surprising matters in store for them.
Could it be that Ling Chunxi merely had a sharp tongue? No. She had a venomous tongue. A thoroughly venomous tongue capable of angering people to death!
2Not many people even knew about the existence of Purple Leaf Grass in that cave. So, how did Qin Yumei find out about it and its capabilities to heal Qin Xiruo’s arm injury? Surely, Xin Qiruo herself was the one who had put the idea into Qin Yumei’s head under the guise of coincidence and inadvertence, which Qin Yumei had stupidly fallen for as usual. Ling Chunxi sneered. “If I went to the cave, I’d be courting death. Is that what Qin Yumei wants? I don’t understand why she hates me so deeply. How about you, Ling Xiaoting? Don’t you love Sister Xiruo so much, you would die for her? Go to that cave and bring her some Purple Leaf Grass then. Go on, bring it to her quickly like a good boy so she can heal faster. Once she recovers and goes back to being a cultivation genius, she might be so touched, she’d just throw herself at you.”
1Qin Xiruo’s injury could be healed by Purple Leaf Grass? Ha! What bullshit! If this were even remotely true, the Qin family would have already risked sending their people to that cave to procure some for her. After all, Qin Xiruo was their pride and joy, their genius. She was the Qin family’s hope. It was Qin Xiruo who spun this tale about Purple Leaf Grass being able to heal her arm so Qin Yumei would pressure Ling Chunxi into risking her life to obtain it. Who was really the malicious one here? Who was really the sinister one?
“You… you, you despicable person! What nonsense you spout!” Ling Xiaoting was so angered by Ling Chunxi’s words that his entire body was shaking. He raised his hand threateningly as if to slap Ling Chunxi. Ling Chunxi didn’t flinch. “No matter how much you entice me, I will never be interested in you, you malicious, ugly girl!”
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