Chapter 47: Showing a Hint of Skill

Little sister, your current appearance actually matches your temperament.

Su Xiyan's voice rang out coolly.

Yan Ningyue angrily retorted, "Su Xiwei! You're so deceitful!"

You deliberately told grandfather all this! Just to make him dislike me.

Su Xiyan smiled coldly, "Scheming won't work, but you're quite skilled at turning the tables."

Yan Ningyue, furious at being overwhelmed by Su Xiyan, rose and swung her hand to slap Su Xiyan.

The swift movement made Yan Moci, who had been sitting in a wheelchair, tense instantly.

Yan Ningyue, if you dare to touch Yan Yan, step out this door and I'll cripple one of your hands.

But Su Xiyan's movement was even faster; she easily twisted Yan Ningyue's arms behind her back with just a little force.

Yan Ningyue let out a series of wails, "Su Xiwei! How dare you! Let me go!"

Su Xiyan smiled, "Little sister, you might not know—I'm just a timid person; when you tried to hit me just now, I was really scared."

But unfortunately, my strength is unusually great.

So I'm sorry about that.

Su Xiyan's hand merely pressed down lightly, and a 'crack' sounded.

"Ahhhhh!"

Yan Ningyue's wail instantly echoed throughout the old residence.

Su Xiyan curled her lips, "No need, little sister—I didn't use much force."

You're screaming like a pig being slaughtered; I merely crippled one of your hands.

But don't worry—just find a barefoot doctor to set it and you'll be able to use it again.

Just like this...

"Crack"

"Ahhh!"

Su Xiyan smiled, her eyes narrowing, "See, it's good again?"

Having said that, she instantly lowered her face—another 'crack'—and personally broke Yan Ningyue's arm.

Accompanied by Yan Ningyue's continual wailing, her makeup looked ruined like a ghost's.

Su Xiyan said lightly, "Little sister, remember this feeling; next time you see your sister-in-law, be sure to be respectful and courteous."

Otherwise, I'll constantly help you review this feeling.

Moreover, the sort of cheap tricks used by third-rate female side characters in those old domineering CEO stories—if you bring them out to dance in front of me again...

Next time, it won't be so simple to let you off.

Whether you believe it or not, I'll make you swallow this whole necklace; if you can't swallow it, I'll smash your teeth to help you.

As she spoke, Su Xiyan's tone grew icy to the extreme; her originally warm amber pupils turned pitch black, as if trying to suck one into endless hell—just a glance made one feel a chill all over.

Overwhelmed by fear, Yan Ningyue's feet trembled.

Terrified out of her wits, Yan Ningyue immediately replied obediently,

"Okay, I understand."

Su Xiyan smiled, "Is that obedient? What should I call you?"

Yan Ningyue dared not breathe, her hairs standing on end, she respectfully shouted, "Sister-in-law!"

Su Xiyan nodded satisfied, "That's right, Dongzi, see her out."

Dongzi immediately straightened up, "Yes!"

"Whoa!"

The eldest daughter-in-law was just too cool!

At that moment, Dongzi actually felt that a woman as domineering and side-sweeping as the eldest daughter-in-law—even a Boss wouldn't be worthy of her!

Yan Moci,???

After Yan Ningyue left, Su Xiyan pushed Yan Moci back to the room.

After returning to the room, the two remained silent.

After a while, the room suddenly echoed with Yan Moci's laughter—starting low and suppressed, then finally bursting out like a youth's clear, refreshing laugh.

Su Xiyan looked at him as if seeing a ghost, her eyes holding a complex mix of feeling that this boy had finally gone mad.

Sensing Su Xiyan's gaze, the indulgence in Yan Moci's eyes was about to spill over unreservedly,

"How?"

Su Xiyan asked seriously, "You're laughing so loudly—aren't you afraid someone will hear?"

Yan Moci answered seriously, "Mm, I'm not afraid—my room has undergone special soundproofing."

After answering that question, both of them somehow felt that being so serious was a bit funny.

They burst out laughing in unison, the unpleasantness that had occurred in Fu Ran's laboratory at that moment seemingly forgotten by both of them simultaneously.

After leaving the old residence, Yan Ningyue returned home sobbing.

Seeing her state, Liu Huanyu was both surprised and heartbroken; she angrily said:

"Yueyue, what happened to you!"

"Sniffle, Mom, it's all Su Xiwei! It's all that woman!"

She not only spoke ill of me in front of grandfather, but also broke my hand!

Liu Huanyu, seething, gritted her teeth and said: "How could it be! That woman actually dared to treat you like this! I will absolutely not let her off!"

But Yueyue, how did you end up going to the old residence?

"It was my older brother who sent me."

Liu Huanyu exclaimed, "Is that your older brother? What else did he say to you?"

Yan Ningyue sobbed, "He just told me to go back and fetch something, and by the way take another look at Brother Moci."

I couldn't find what he had said, and feeling upset, I found an excuse to pick a fight with Su Xiyan, but I never expected her to treat me like this.

Liu Huanyu frowned, "How could Yan Fanqing suddenly ask you to do this?"

Yan Ningyue shook her head, "I don't know either."

Liu Huanyu pressed, "Then did you see Yan Moci?"

I saw him—he's still just like before, sitting in a wheelchair like a vegetable.

Liu Huanyu pondered, "After you arrived at the old residence, did you notice anything odd?"

Yan Ningyue thought, "Nothing odd, really. After I got there, Steward Liu said Su Xiwei and Brother Moci had gone to the garden, but there was no sign of them in the garden at all."

Later I even barged into their rooms, and only then did they finally show up from outside.

Upon hearing this, Liu Huanyu's mind suddenly flashed with golden light; she gazed at Yan Ningyue with bright, spirited eyes and said:

"Remember, you must tell Yan Fanqing every detail of this matter."

"Your older brother probably discovered something huge!"

"Yueyue, you truly are your mother's good daughter—she didn't bear you in vain, didn't dote on you in vain!"

Seeing Liu Huanyu like that, Yan Ningyue nodded, a little afraid.

【Okay, I got it.】

After hearing Yan Ningyue's report, Yan Fanqing hung up the phone.

His gaze deepened as he thought of what Yan Ningyue had just mentioned—this birthday banquet, she and Liu Huanyu couldn't attend—Yan Fanqing pulled out his phone, typed something, then put it back in his pocket.

He lowered his head, his expression dark, his eyes filled with madness and sinister intent.

"Heh, Yan Moci."

"This time, I'll go and see for myself—are you really paralyzed or not?"