Xiaohe recounted everything her younger sister Xiaona had done at school to Gao Sijin and Yu Qingxue, holding nothing back.
Upon learning that Xiaona had used a fountain pen to stab a female classmate’s eye, blinding her, and a utility knife to cut two other female classmates, Gao Sijin saw the worry all over Xiaohe’s face. For a family that was already struggling, the subsequent compensation would only make things worse.
Yu Qingxue, however, looked completely relaxed.
“Miss Feng, shouldn’t you be happy? Your sister is definitely going to be someone important in the future.”
“Qingxue, you should say less. Can’t you see Xiaohe is racking her brains over this?”
After learning about Feng Xiaona’s situation, Gao Sijin’s expression darkened as well. Moreover, it was the first time he learned about Feng Xiaohe’s family circumstances.
He had assumed Feng Xiaohe wasn’t too badly off financially. After all, the boss valued her highly, and she always charmed clients into beaming smiles in business meetings, not to mention her own beauty.
But when he asked about her actual situation, it was far from optimistic.
As of now, Feng Xiaohe still owed the hospital 120,000 yuan in unpaid medical bills.
She said that when her mother got leukemia, the family had been fairly happy, but they plunged into an abyss trying to pay for treatment.
In the end, her mother couldn’t be saved, the family was saddled with debt, and they lost both the person and the money.
“Originally we owed over 200,000 to the hospital. Through more than two years of hard work, I’ve already paid back 80,000. I plan to clear the debt with interest before Xiaona goes to university, and after that I’ll support her through grad school and a doctorate, send her abroad to study and see the world.”
When speaking of her sister, Feng Xiaohe’s beautiful eyes were filled with hope.
Gao Sijin thought that as an elder sister, Xiaohe was even more devoted than a real mother.
“But I can’t figure out why Xiaona would do something like this. She’s clearly a very kind-hearted child.”
“A kind person may tolerate being bullied themselves, but won’t allow any harm to come to those closest to them.” Though he was just a third-rate writer, Gao Sijin, who made a living off his imagination, had pieced together a truth close to reality. “I think Xiaona must have her own reasons.”
“The kinder a person is, the more they get bullied by lowlifes. Don’t think schools aren’t cruel,” Yu Qingxue said calmly. “From what I know, many students drop out or commit suicide every year because of bullying. Learning to protect yourself early isn’t necessarily a bad thing. At least from now on, no one at school will bully your sister anymore.”
However, Yu Qingxue’s words didn’t cheer up Feng Xiaohe; instead, they made her even more dejected.
Although sitting in a luxury car could put on a show and intimidate the parents, in the end, what her sister had done would still require money to smooth over.
Logically, losing an eye is a level-three disability. The internet said the sentence is three years in prison. My sister is a minor—would she be sent to a juvenile detention center?
Feng Xiaohe kept Baidu-ing the situation regarding her sister. When checking compensation amounts, some said 100,000, others said 700,000.
“Little Ai, what on earth should I do…”
As a mature female white-collar worker, she found it strange to enjoy stories about yandere maids turning the tables on their masters. Yet she truly yearned to become that kind of maid—wicked yet elegant, capable of perfectly solving any trouble for her beloved, with the resolve to even kill if necessary.
At that moment, Yu Qingxue suddenly spoke up.
“Miss Feng, you’re a reader of Sijin’s, right?”
“Yes.”
“Here, this card is for you.”
Yu Qingxue casually took a small black card from her pocket and handed it to Feng Xiaohe.
“There’s about one million in there. Note: it’s renminbi, not Vietnamese dong, not Japanese yen. It’s real renminbi.”
“Why are you giving me this money?”
Feng Xiaohe took the card, feeling uneasy.
“Because I want to give it to you.”
“I do need it…”
Her slender hands trembled as she took the card. Feng Xiaohe couldn’t believe it.
One million renminbi was an amount most people would need to work ten years, not eating or drinking, to earn.
And yet Yu Qingxue produced such a sum so easily, looking as calm as if money were just an ordinary number.
“But after you take this money, I hope you’ll take your sister and leave Bincheng. I can introduce you to other, better companies, enough to ensure you and your sister want for nothing your entire lives.”
“Never want for anything?”
“Yes. Whatever kind of life you want, you can achieve it with your own hands.”
There’s no free lunch in the world.
Feng Xiaohe had understood that principle from a very young age.
“After taking this money, what must I give in return?”
Feng Xiaohe was a virgin, but she had already steeled herself to lose her chastity.
As long as Xiaona could be happy, she didn’t care about anything else.
“Miss Feng, you’re overthinking it. The company I mentioned is a proper company. Taking this money won’t make you do anything strange. My purpose is simple: I want you to stay away from Sijin.”
Gao Sijin, the person in question, was practically dumbfounded.
“Qingxue, Xiaohe and I are just colleagues. Isn’t this a bit much?”
“I’ve told you before, Sijin: we women are extremely possessive creatures. Since I’ve set my sights on you, I won’t let anyone else lay a finger on you.”
“Deal.”
Feng Xiaohe was equally straightforward. She took out her phone and with her slender, jade-like fingers, deftly tapped the screen.
A moment later, a group message appeared in Gao Sijin’s group chat: Feng He has left Deep Sea World (Gao Sijin’s reader group).
“Although I’ve left the group, I’ll still keep reading your book. Keep writing amazing stories, Little Ai.”
For some reason, Gao Sijin suddenly felt very stifled.
He rolled down the car window to get some fresh air.
“Sijin, are you angry?” Yu Qingxue asked.
“I’m not angry,” Gao Sijin said with a deep sigh. “I understand Xiaohe’s choice, and I understand your thinking, Qingxue. But my heart just feels a bit heavy.”
“I’m sorry, Little Ai. As an elder sister, I have to protect my younger sister’s happiness. I know my leaving the group makes you sad, but I really have no other choice. I’m just an ordinary person crushed by reality…”
“I’m not blaming you, Xiaohe. We’re all ordinary people. I think you made a very correct choice.”
With Yu Qingxue getting jealous over him, Gao Sijin thought he should be happy. After all, apart from Gao Rio, Yu Qingxue was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen.
Moreover, her actions could practically be described with the word ‘yandere,’ which was right up his alley. But being claimed in such an overbearing manner, Gao Sijin found he couldn’t feel happy…
