Translator: Ashley_Choi
There was a moment of silence, and the scene became a tit-for-tat.
Shen Wu approached Qin Yi slowly. Qin Yi stared at Shen Wu in a daze, her eyes brimming with tears. She tried hard to hold back her tears, even in such a miserable state.
As Shen Wu approached, Qin Yi couldnât hold back her tears any longer and fell to the ground.
âQin Yi.â Shen Wu lowered her voice and called out to Qin Yi.
Qin Yi fainted in her arms.
Shen Wu frowned and turned to look at Wei Baihe, her eyes as cold as a knife.
Wei Baiheâs right hand clenched into a fist and after seeing Shen Wuâs face, she froze.
Shen Nuan?
Shen Wu carried Qin Yi and brought her to the infirmary.
Only when Shen Wu and Qin Yi left did the group of people come back to their senses and shouted embarrassedly, âSister Bai Heâ¦â
âWho is that?â
âSister Baihe, that is the Second Young Lady of the Shen family, Shen Wu!â
âShen Wu? The twin sister that Shen Nuan mentioned before?â
âYes, itâs her!â
At this moment.
Everyoneâs cell phones rang.
âBreaking news! The long-absent Second Young Lady of the Shen family has made a comeback. She was spotted attending the funeral of the Eldest Lady of the Shen family at the cemetery!
Wei Baihe scrolled through the news. The most common keyword in the news was trash!
âA trash?! â Wei Baihe gritted her teeth. Did she get beaten up by a piece of trash?
Wei Baihe clenched her phone tightly, thinking to herself, âJust wait and see!â
The words of her fatherâs admonition to keep a low profile due to recent turbulence in the company had long been forgotten.
â¦
In the infirmary, as the new intern cleaned the wound in a stiff manner, Shen Wu stepped forward and said, âLet me do it.â
The intern gave her a faint glance.
Shen Wu looked at her coldly and stretched out her hand.
The girlâs fingers were slender and fair, and her palm was clean.
The intern had no choice but to hand over the thing in her hand.
Her movements were fast and steady, and the intern could hear the tweezers in her hands clashing against the metal plate. The clacking sounds were very rhythmic.
Shen Wu was about to reach out to untie Qin Yiâs clothes when Qin Yi grabbed her arm. â Donât-! â
âDonât touch Sister Nuanâ¦â
âDonâtâ¦â
Almost reflexively, she grabbed Shen Wuâs hand tightly.
Shen Wuâs movements came to a sudden halt, feeling an indescribable pain in her heart.
She gritted her teeth and recalled how she had looked at Qin Yi moments ago. Despite feeling so wronged, she managed to hold back her tears.