Chapter 133: Harming Others, Harming Oneself

Jing Du held the handle of Jin Shaoyu's wheelchair with one hand, unable to help but chuckle: "Huaiyu, are you very envious?"

Yin Huaiyu glanced at him.

Envious of what?

Envious that Yu Shixue has a marriage partner?

Forget it.

Yin Huaiyu raised his eyebrows slightly, tilted his head, and his flamboyant red hair set off his skin like snow, making him look like a meticulously carved work of art; he chose to change the subject: "How is it, does this young master's newly dyed hair color look good?"

Several people looked over simultaneously.

Shen Zhaojue didn't understand but respected it, and offered his support: "Hmm."

Wei Ranxu: "It's quite fiery."

Jing Du made no comment.

Ling Wu cast a glance, roughly sizing up the other's outfit—a very flashy and flamboyant coat, paired with the bright red hair—hmm... it looked like a flamingo's tail.

He lowered his head and smiled, pursing his lips imperceptibly.

Ling Wu's movement was very slight, and that suppressed smile only lasted for a moment, but it was still seen by Jing Du, who was constantly watching him from across the way, and he followed suit by tugging at the corners of his lips.

As for Jin Shaoyu, he sat in his wheelchair, arms crossed over his elbows, his thin lips hooked into an ambiguous smile as he gave a very sharp evaluation: "Like a punk."

Yin Huaiyu's expression froze.

【First Blood!】

【Red-hair, you have today too.】

【It really looks like a flamingo.】

【Young Master Jin's mouth is still performing consistently.】

During the subsequent conversation, Yin Huaiyu kept a cold face the whole time due to the "hair color incident," Jin Shaoyu was smug from his eyebrows to the corners of his eyes, Jing Du maintained his usual aloofness that kept people at a distance, and Wei Ranxu and Shen Zhaojue were secretly competing to see who could finish the other off...

Ling Wu just stood to the side, watching coldly, surveying the whole situation, occasionally swirling his wine glass.

The group parted on bad terms.

Meanwhile, in the corridor on the right side of the banquet hall.

Jin Bei had already put the aphrodisiac into the juice in advance; he moved through the corridor, the golden mirrored walls on both sides reflecting his eyes, which were like those of a venomous snake. He held a cold glass, and thinking of the way Ling Wu stood in the center of the banquet hall, attracting everyone's attention, he felt as if his heart were being scorched by fire.

Ling Wu, oh Ling Wu, it's all your fault for not knowing what's good for you.

If you had been obedient, how could I have the heart to deal with you?

Now you only have yourself to blame.

Jin Bei casually placed the juice on a waiter's tray, pointed at Ling Wu, and said: "This is the juice my eldest brother wants to drink. I have something to attend to, so just deliver it for me."

He didn't need to consider the consequences of the matter being exposed at all.

After it was done, he would just manufacture an accident to kill this waiter—a car accident, a fall... anything would do. Even if Ling Wu knew something was wrong, there would be no proof, as long as Jin Bei refused to admit it to the death.

Even if Jin Liangjin became suspicious, the deed would already be done; for the sake of some vague suspicion, he couldn't possibly kill his own biological son to apologize to Ling Wu, could he?

Besides, in front of so many media outlets, a cold-hearted person like Jin Liangjin would only suppress the public opinion for the sake of the family's reputation.

Ling Wu would just have to swallow his pride.

The waiter didn't know the backstory and could only follow his instructions obediently: "Yes, Young Master."

Jin Bei walked away, victory in his grasp.

Ruining Ling Wu was equivalent to ruining Jin Shaoyu.

It was simply killing two birds with one stone!

Meanwhile, Jin Yunchu walked to the other end of the right-side corridor with the young lady from the Lin family; their dress hems trailed on the floor, the sequined fabric like swaying stars, as they chatted harmoniously about recent art exhibitions and fashion trends, as well as music, chess, calligraphy, painting, and jewelry.

The Lin family belonged to the same circle of nobility, but they were still far behind a top-tier aristocratic family like the Jin Family; although Xiao Yu came from a lowly background, she ultimately had the means to make the Jin Family accept her.

And Jin Yunchu was quick-witted and intelligent, her unique charm not merely built upon family status and wealth; she was elegant, kind, independent, and humble... she had always been a model socialite in the Beidu elite circle.

These young ladies were all willing to associate with her.

Jin Yunchu: "That sapphire necklace of yours is too extravagant. Madam Gu practices Buddhism and doesn't like ostentation; you could use lapis lazuli instead of diamonds, or send her a jade statue."

Miss Lin thought for a moment and agreed: "I was just saying that she didn't like the rubies I sent before; I was even thinking of changing the color."

"So that's how it is."

Jin Yunchu watched as a waiter came out of the right-side corridor with a tray; her gaze inadvertently looked inside, and she saw Jin Bei happening to walk to the end of the other side, then turn a corner and disappear into the corridor.

Alarm bells rang in her heart.

Then Jin Yunchu began to cough violently: "Cough, cough... Miss Lin, could you help me get a glass of water?"

"Okay." Miss Lin looked up and saw the juice on the waiter's tray; she called the person over and then picked up the glass of juice.

Just as she was about to turn away, she heard the waiter say: "Miss, this glass of juice was entrusted to me by the Third Young Master to be delivered to the Eldest Young Master."

Miss Lin: "Which Third Young Master?"

Jin Yunchu covered her lips with her slender, beautiful fingers, coughing slightly; upon hearing that it was Jin Bei who had ordered the juice to be delivered to Ling Wu, her eyes immediately turned cold.

Miss Lin did not get angry and maintained her upbringing while communicating with him: "It's just a glass of juice; you go back there and get another one to deliver. I need this one right now; if anyone asks, just say I ordered it."

"Do you understand?"

The waiter: "Yes."

Miss Lin brought the juice back, and seeing that Jin Yunchu was still coughing, she patted Jin Yunchu's back before handing her the juice.

Jin Yunchu glanced at the juice and smiled apologetically: "Miss Lin, I'm allergic to orange juice."

"Ah?" Miss Lin: "Then I'm truly sorry; that was the only glass of juice on the waiter's tray. I didn't expect such a coincidence."

"Shall I get you another one?"

Jin Yunchu shook her head: "Thank you, I'm much better now."

Miss Lin responded simply a few times.

Afterwards, Jin Yunchu chatted with her for a few moments, and the two parted ways; she walked into the corridor on the right, followed the stairs up to the second floor, and found Jin Bei's room.

Jin Bei was somewhat surprised to see Jin Yunchu come over: "Yun Chu?"

Jin Yunchu walked into the room and closed the door; despite wearing high heels, she was still shorter than Jin Bei, yet her spine was straight, her aura was arrogant, and with a sharp gaze, she placed that glass of orange juice in front of him: "Brother, does this glass of orange juice look familiar to you?"

Orange juice?

Jin Bei's eyes were guilty: "Where did you get this glass of orange juice?"

"Where did I get it?" Jin Yunchu splashed the orange juice onto the floor and smashed the glass; she turned cold-faced toward this twin brother of hers: "If I hadn't kept my guard up, were you planning to use this fruit juice to harm our eldest brother? Do I need to remind you what kind of occasion today is and how many people are watching?!"

"This birthday banquet is not just our eldest brother's birthday banquet, it is a media event in the spotlight; do you really think you and Mother can hide these little tricks of yours from Father?"

"Harming others only harms yourself; Brother, have you thought about the consequences!"

Jin Bei could not say a word.

He and Jin Yunchu were fraternal twins.

They both understood each other exceptionally well.

Having lived under the same roof for a long time, Jin Yunchu knew best what kind of person he was.

Even if Jin Bei wanted to refute, it would be pale and powerless.

Jin Yunchu lowered her eyes slightly, her long, slender eyelashes trembling, the sapphire necklace at her neck setting off her ethereal temperament, and her voice lowered: "Brother, stop now; from now on, behave yourself—we already have enough."

"Bang!"

Xiao Yu opened the door and walked in; seeing the glass shards on the floor and Jin Bei's expression, she understood instantly and scolded: "Jin Yunchu, you really are a little ingrate who turns your back on your own family; how could I have given birth to such a worthless thing!"

"Do you think that bastard Ling Wu appreciates your kindness?"

Jin Yunchu simply could not explain the pros and cons to someone like Xiao Yu, who was a social climber, accustomed to relying on others to survive, and whose thinking had been poisoned.

"Why must I have others appreciate my kindness? I only know that the education I received tells me to be kind to others and that one must not have the heart to harm others!"

"We clearly have money and status; Mom, what exactly are you still unsatisfied with? From the day we moved into the Jin Family, you have been acting like a madwoman trying to kill our second brother; he was just a child back then."

"Not to mention whether you should or not."

"The matter of the inheritance is set in stone!" Jin Yunchu said: "If you continue like this, you are just throwing an egg against a rock and seeking your own destruction!"

"Slap!"

Xiao Yu raised her hand high and struck Jin Yunchu hard across the face; her features were exquisite, but the anger in her eyes ruined this beauty, and she trembled all over with rage: "Ingrate!"

"Mom!" Jin Bei was clearly stunned, and upon reacting, he hurriedly shielded Jin Yunchu behind him: "Is there nothing we can't discuss properly? Why are you hitting your daughter!"