Chapter 33

Su Xiwei never expected Su Xiyan to be so shameless, daring to openly bring up the disgraceful act of substituting a marriage for a vegetative person to threaten her; Su Xiwei's face instantly shifted between cloudy and clear.

Beside him, Feng Yan saw Su Xiwei's hesitation, felt a bit strange, he frowned and asked:

"Weiwei, what is this woman saying? Did your father really do that?"

"Of course not!" Su Xiwei hurried to defend herself, "Brother Feng Yan, my father could never be such a person. As you know, he's always dealt in tea, earning the reputation of a Confucian merchant."

"Hah, Confucian merchant, a profit‑hungry phoenix‑man is about right." Su Xiyan said coolly from the side.

Su Xiwei felt intense hatred; this woman dared to say such things about Su Qingming in front of Feng Yan; Brother Feng Yan will surely think worse of her as well.

She gave Su Xiyan a vicious glance, her eyes full of malice.

Su Xiyan raised an eyebrow and smiled, "Su Xiwei, I'm not interested in that pure‑white‑lotus‑saint act, but your look now is somewhat interesting."

Wait until you dare to stop looking at me like this, darkly and maliciously, then come and argue with me again.

Otherwise...."

She slowly approached Su Xiwei, her eyes extremely cold and enigmatic, and whispered softly:

"I'll just tell you this Brother Feng Yan—he's actually someone I saved, and you not only impersonated his lifesaver but are also a despicable villain who secretly pushed your sister into marrying a vegetative person."

"Since you've decided to be a refined self‑interested opportunist, you can't always want to have both the fish and the bear's paw, you know~"

Su Xiwei's face instantly turned pale; beside her, Feng Yan frowned, pulled her behind him, and snapped harshly, "What did you say to Xiwei?!"

Su Xiyan spread her hands with an innocent look, the demonic heart‑shaped mole beneath her eyes becoming even more playful, making Feng Yan momentarily stunned.

She curled the corner of her mouth casually and said, "I didn't say anything; otherwise, you could ask my dear older sister."

Feng Yan felt Su Xiwei tug at him from behind, "Brother Feng Yan, I'm fine, let's go."

Hearing Su Xiwei's aggrieved voice, Feng Yan grew even angrier, curling his lip in a cold smile, "This matter cannot just be left like that—I must know the truth!"

Su Xiyan nodded solemnly, "Yes, yes, since Young Master Feng wants to know the truth so badly, I'll tell you the truth."

Saying this, she tilted her head and gave Su Xiwei, who was behind Feng Yan, an inscrutable smile.

The hairs on Su Xiwei's back stood on end, and she spoke in a voice of unprecedented agitation, "I've said I'm fine! Brother Feng Yan, do you truly care about me, or do you just want to spend more time with Yanyan?"

Having said that, she turned and left.

Watching Su Xiwei leave, Feng Yan glared fiercely at Su Xiyan and immediately chased after her.

When Feng Yan finally caught up with Su Xiwei at the elevator entrance, fearing he would ask more, Su Xiwei threw herself straight into his arms.

She sobbed, "Brother Feng Yan, why, why does Yanyan hate me so much? She hates me to the point of fabricating lies to tarnish my reputation."

"Why does she treat Father this way? He's truly struggled all his life, and only with great difficulty emerged from the mountains to build his own career."

"But now he can only lie weakly in bed, yet still has to endure the slander and mockery from his own biological daughter."

"Brother Feng Yan, I truly feel awful inside; I'm really afraid that if I spend even one more minute with Yanyan, I'll break down."

Even though Feng Yan had just begun to doubt Su Xiwei because of Su Xiyan's words, seeing her fragile state now also weighed down his heart.

He returned her embrace and said tenderly, "Weiwei, you're just too kind—not everyone in this world can be as kind as you."

Su Xiwei looked pitifully and asked, "Brother Feng Yan, after hearing what Yanyan just said, will you despise my birth? Will you abandon me?"

Feng Yan spoke softly, "Weiwei, what nonsense are you talking? Knowing these things only makes me like you more."

Hearing Feng Yan's assurance, Su Xiwei finally breathed a sigh of relief, burying her head in his chest and smiling triumphantly.

"Hah, Su Xiyan, what's so great about being a lifesaver? What do you have to fight me with?"

After the two left, Su Xiyan rolled her eyes, "How bizarre, what a vegetative‑person combo. Doctor Sun, let's continue discussing Grandma's condition."

She turned her head to look at Doctor Sun, and then saw that Doctor Sun's expression was complex.

Su Xiyan,??

Doctor Sun's tone was much more respectful than before, "Miss Su, your combat ability is truly astonishing."

Su Xiyan scratched her head humbly, "... Ah yes, sorry, I've let you see me laugh."

!!

He's not praising you, Miss Su!

How can someone make the troublemaker look like a victim while the one being troubled seems like an invincible demon king!

"Doctor Sun! A very urgent patient has just arrived who needs cranial surgery; you need to go immediately!"

After being interrupted like that, Su Xiyan ultimately couldn't propose treating Grandma herself; besides, Grandma's condition really wasn't suited to her treatment method. After staying with Grandma a while longer, Su Xiyan returned to the Yan family.

Returning to the Yan family, Su Xiyan dawdled for half an hour, not wanting to go back to her room.

After being urged twice by Steward Liu, the night had grown deep, and she finally returned to her room, reluctantly.

Back in her room, thinking she was still in a cold war with Yan Moci, facing the dim interior, Su Xiyan silently grabbed her clothes and headed for the bathroom.

"Hmph! Just because he likes to pretend to be a vegetative person, she won't speak to him either!"

After a day of tossing and turning, she wanted to take a comfortable bath.

But strangely, the closer she got to the bathroom, the more Su Xiyan felt the air becoming warm and humid.

But looking at the pitch‑black bathroom, she again thought she might be overthinking it.

She turned on the bathroom light, Su Xiyan began to undress on her own, and after finishing she turned toward the bathtub.

With a "swish", the shower curtain was pulled open.

A scorching gaze landed on Su Xiyan; by the time she reacted, her eyes flew open and a scream was about to burst from her lips.

But the next second, Yan Moci, sharp-eyed and swift-handed, had already clapped a hand over her mouth.

The approach of damp skin, that slippery sensation, made Su Xiyan shudder and finally realize her present state.

While desperately trying to protect her body, a surge of anger and shame welled up in her heart; unable to endure being controlled, Su Xiyan angrily raised her hand.

But Yan Moci had already stepped forward and closed in; then she heard a suppressed whisper in her ear.

"Close your eyes, I'm going out."