Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
However, as for Qin Feiâer, she had taken everything for granted and had never thought of sharing anything with her.
That was actually fine.
However, all the people from Tian Shen Manor were saying how Qin Feiâer was being good to her as she had been treating her with a genuine heart. If she ever made Qin Feiâer sad, even just a little, it would definitely be her fault!
Now, even for her father thought in that way too!
âXiao Qing, I feel like going back now...â Luo Li pursed her lips tightly as she held back her tears. âI donât like any of the people here, I want to leave.â
Feng Ruqing turned around and glanced at the chief manorâs courtyard. Then, she turned back eventually.
âOkay, letâs go.â
In her mind, Qing Hanâs anxious voice rang up as soon as she finished speaking. âMother, Mother, I donât want to go back. The thing is summoning me, I know already the exact location now...ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Feng Ruqingâs eyes narrowed as she communicated with Qing Han in her mind. âQing Han, I will think of another way to get back to here. I have to send Luo Li back now, I will help you get the things you want.â
That was definitely an excellent opportunity for her. However, that was not the one and only chance.
She had also heard that... the manor lady of the chief manor was a two-hundred-and-fifty-pounds fatty too.
If she wanted to sneak into the chief manor, she could make use of other chances.
It was not necessary to make Luo Li sad by staying here.
âOkay...â Qing Han sounded wronged.
How could one think that she was not aware that her mother was fond of beauty... She would come again in the worst scenario.
Good children can never disobey their motherâs words.
âLiâer!â
A twinge of anxiety flashed through Luo Feiâs face. âWhere are you going? I just... I just donât want you to regret it. So I am trying to convince you to make up with Feiâer. Why are you not listening to me?â
Feng Ruqing could obviously feel that Luo Liâs palm was getting colder.
Luo Fei, who was a father of a daughter, had never asked what grievances his own daughter had gone through but only wanted to speak for Qin Feiâer.
Also, he had never considered if she really needed his self-righteous kindness.
âLuo Li.â Feng Ruqing stopped walking. âWait for a moment.â
Luo Li was shocked as she looked at Feng Ruqing, blankly.
Feng Ruqing let go of Luo Liâs hand and calmly turned to look at Luo Fei.
âIf... youâre not Luo Liâs father, I would have already beaten you just now.â
Luo Fei said nothing.
What an arrogant little girl. The first he ever met in his life.
âYou keep trying to make Luo Li and Qin Feiâer make up. Thatâs fine, but do you know that, back in Heaven-i, Qin Xiaoyue had deliberately hurt Luo Li with boiling hot water. It was Qin Feiâer who had blocked her on her way out as she was feeling so anxious. She stopped her from leaving and instead, tried to be a peacemaker, demanding Luo Li to forgive Qin Xiaoyue.â
âDid you even know that she was wounded badly by the hot water? I had already dressed the wound before she returned to the Luo family. The wound was much more terrible before that. Donât tell me that Qin Feiâer was not aware of her wound, which is ridiculous. If she really cares for her, how could she not be aware of her agony?â
Luo Fei was speechless and stunned. Then, he turned to look at Qin Xiaoyue.
Xiaoyue had never told him that Qin Feiâer was present that day. Much less about Qin Feiâer dragging Luo Li back and preventing her from healing her wound.
Liâer was nursed in luxury ever since she was born. How pain she must have been in then...
âAll these years, the grievances she has gone through are already enough.â Feng Ruqing slowly closed in. âItâs apparent that sheâs was not always the one who had done wrong. Yet, Qin Feiâer had always demanded her to be tolerant of others. If others wished for something, Liâer must give it to them, for what and why? Everybody knows that Qin Feiâer is a good person, but they didnât know that sheâs only making use of Luo Li to be in such a position.â