Qin Fei’er was startled and looked at Wen Yu in disbelief.
She was not a fool either, and after looking at the flash of panic on Wen Yu’s face, her heart felt like it had been stabbed.
“Mother, were you lying to me?”
“Fei’er, listen to me…” Wen Yu panicked. All that she wanted to explain were cut off after seeing the resentment in Qin Fei’er’s face. The words were stuck in her throat.
“Why did you lie to me? Why?”
Qin Fei’er questioned painfully. Her tears were streaming down her face as her eyes were filled with anger.
Liu’er and her were like sisters.
She was naturally sad about Liu’s death.
But perhaps she had not realized that she hated Wen Yu, only because… Wen Yu had caused her to have one less reason to hate Feng Ruqing.
All this while, she had always placed herself on the opposite side of Feng Ruqing.
She had always believed that Nan Xian was just a person who liked beauty as he had fallen in love with Feng Ruqing even though she was so cruel and vicious.
Now, the funny thing was that someone had just told her that her maid, Liu’er, had been killed by her mother?
And she… Was buried alive by her own mother!
“Fei’er, listen to me…”
“You shut up, shut up! I hate you, it’s all your fault, all your fault!” Qin Fei’er held her head and curled into a ball. Her eyes were filled with hatred that sunk deep into the marrow of her bones.
Like a sharp sword, it pierced through Wen Yu’s heart.
In a moment, her heart was bloodied and torn with pain.
All these years, everything she had done was for Fei’er, but in the end, Fei’er hated her so much…
Was she wrong?
No!
She was not wrong. She was just doing the best for her daughter. What was wrong with that?
Wen Yu’s eyes showed confusion as she stared blankly at the hysterical young girl.
The blood on the young girl’s wrist had dried. She lowered her arm and raised her pale face, staring at Wen Yu with a bone-chilling hatred.
“You don’t deserve to be my mother!”
Such a selfish woman had no right to be her mother.
Wen Yu’s body stiffened. She tried to hold Qin Fei’er’s arm, but Qin Fei’er dodged, leaving her hand frozen in mid-air…
The whole street was quiet.
Quiet enough to hear a pin drop.
Only the corpses on the ground were proof of the war that had taken place.
Feng Ruqing did not want to give these people another chance. She held her sword in her hand and slowly walked toward Wen Yu.
Wen Yu sensed her approaching breath and quickly returned to her senses. She sneered as she turned to Feng Ruqing.
“Feng Ruqing, Qin Chen isn’t your brother. He’s just an ungrateful kid that our Qin family has rescued. Yet, you’re so concerned about him. It seems like you didn’t like it for him to be called an ungrateful kid, right?”
Up until now, all of the people in the Qin family did not acknowledge Qin Chen’s origins.
As expected, after hearing Wen Yu’s words, Feng Ruqing stopped walking and gazed at her thoughtfully.
Wen Yu felt relieved, but her face did not show it at all. “I’m not begging you to let the Qin family go. I only want you to let Fei’er go. She doesn’t know anything. She’s innocent. If you let Fei’er go, I’m willing to declare Qin Chen’s identity to the world and put all the blame on the Qin family to clear Qin Chen’s name.”
