Hearing "so much money," Liu Meizhi felt even more pierced to the heart. Yeah, where did this girl get so much money?! "You brat, did you steal..."
"Mom!" Su Xingqi quickly covered her mouth. Ridiculous, no matter if Su Xingyu's clothes were stolen or snatched, right now, it was all evidence that Liu Meizhi, the stepmother, paid for it. It's proof of her good intentions! How could she destroy this evidence by saying it out loud?!
She hurried to help Liu Meizhi into the house together with Qin Mu.
Before entering, Qin Mu gave Su Xingyu a deep look, full of pity, disdain, resentment, and some indescribable emotion... The woman he once loved deeply, how did she become like this?
Seeing everyone else leave, Su Xingyu didn't linger and went straight to her room.
Her room at the Su Family was small, on the first floor, damp and cold, facing north, with a chill hitting as soon as you walked in. This room, when her biological mother was still alive, was used as a storage room.
She walked to the bed, knelt down, searching under the bed, and soon found a worn-out notebook.
She cherished that notebook, gently brushing away the dust, and held it close to her heart: "Mom..."
This was it, her mother's keepsake. She risked being humiliated and scolded by Liu Meizhi and others to return to the Su Family to take this notebook. It's a photography journal, which she stumbled upon in the room's clutter as a child, containing her mother Mu Yun's insights on photography, the essence of Mu Yun's life's work.
From a young age, Su Xingyu learned photography based on this journal, although so many years had passed, she knew its contents by heart, yet the journal remained her treasure, something she could never part with.
She put it into her backpack along with a few other items.
This way, if Lu Shifeng asked her what keepsakes she took, she could conceal the journal. After all, for some reason, Lu Shifeng was very averse to her touching anything related to photography.
Just as she put everything away, the door suddenly slammed open.
Su Xingqi stormed in aggressively, pointed at her, and yelled, "Su Xingyu, do you have any shame, stealing my family's money to buy clothes from Qiansi Fang! Give the money back!"
Su Xingyu frowned. Since their fallout at her sister's coming-of-age ceremony, her good sister really wasn't even pretending to be kind anymore? Well... so be it. She calmly said, "I didn't steal the family's money, that dress has nothing to do with you."
"Didn't steal? Then where did the money come from!" Su Xingqi's face twisted. She knew that the original ash-colored dress was lent to Su Xingyu by Liu Meizhi. Over the years, whenever there was an important occasion, the clothes Su Xingyu wore were borrowed. But Liu Meizhi lent her just a regular dress, how did it become from Qiansi Fang?
"Did you have that dress altered at Qiansi Fang?" Su Xingqi asked with jealousy, "How could Qiansi Fang agree to alter it for you? I don't even qualify to have clothes altered there, why should you?!"
Su Xingyu sneered, slung her bag over her shoulder, and walked out, saying as she passed by, "Get out of the way."
Su Xingqi blocked her, "Give me back the money! And the clothes! You stole family things, don't think of leaving!"
"I said move!" Su Xingyu, annoyed, swung her hand to break free from Su Xingqi. Her phone rang in her bag.
Su Xingyu took it out and saw it was the driver.
Just as she pressed to answer, Su Xingqi lunged forward, knocking the phone from her hand, crazily tearing at her, "I told you to return the money! Did you hear me! Bitch, how dare you wear Qiansi Fang! How dare you!"
"Ah!" Caught off guard, a blood mark was scratched on the back of Su Xingyu's hand, and she cried out.
She didn't want to fight with Su Xingqi; they were both young women, and it would be an ugly scene if they fought. But since Su Xingqi was relentless, she had no choice but to resist. From childhood, Su Xingyu hadn't had as good nutrition as Su Xingqi, was slight and thin, not as well-fed, while Su Xingqi, with much money spent on fitness, was strong and sturdy.
Not long after, Su Xingyu was in a disadvantageous position.
"See how smug you are, see how smug you are!" Su Xingqi smiled venomously, ruthlessly tearing at Su Xingyu's face.
Her sister had been prettier than her since childhood, a kind of refined beauty passed down through generations of noble families, fair like jade, graceful and charming. Previously, her sister could only wear old, ill-fitting clothes, suppressed by her mother and herself to showcase no beauty. But in recent days, for some reason, her sister acquired money, wearing exquisite attire, although it was casual, it complemented her delicate features, faintly revealing elegance.
Su Xingqi was extremely jealous, why, even after cosmetic surgery, was she not as beautiful as her sister?!
Tear her face apart!
She must tear her face apart!
Su Xingyu was pinned to the ground, as she saw her sister's sharp nails approaching, she managed to slightly turn her head. She thought she couldn't escape her fate this time and would be disfigured, but unexpectedly, at the crucial moment, a hand grabbed Su Xingqi's hand, forcefully pulling Su Xingqi away from her.
"Ah!" The person's force was so strong that Su Xingqi was knocked against the wall, her forehead bleeding, "My head!"
The person did not spare a glance at her, quickly bent down to assist Su Xingyu, "Are you alright? Mistress..."
The words 'mistress' hadn't yet left his mouth when Su Xingyu promptly interrupted, "I'm fine, Mr. Zheng." She didn't want her status as Lu Shifeng's wife to be known, after all, their marital relationship was too abnormal, telling it would be a laughing stock. Su Xingyu steadied herself, holding onto the driver's arm, checking her injuries, fortunately, they were only superficial.
In the corner, Su Xingqi held her head, glaring at the suddenly appearing driver, "Who are you?! Why did you barge into my house! Get out!"
The driver from the Lu Family was astute, realizing Su Xingyu didn't want to disclose her identity after she interrupted his words.
He didn't answer Su Xingqi, solely focusing on Su Xingyu, waiting for her directions.
Su Xingyu breathed, feeling the burning pain from her scratched skin, glad that the driver arrived in time, avoiding a potentially dire outcome. She asked, "Why did you call?"
The driver said, "Master suddenly called me over, so I wanted to ask when you could head out. Then I heard fighting over the phone, worried something happened to you, so I took the liberty to come in here, please forgive me." Lu Shifeng always lived alone, only having one driver, now married, she had to share him temporarily.
Su Xingyu said, "Thank you."
After a pause, she added, "I'm almost finished packing, we..."
Before she could finish, her gaze fell on Su Xingqi's necklace. She returned to retrieve her mother's keepsakes, besides the notebook in her bag, she had some valuable keepsakes left at the Su Family, like...
The necklace on Su Xingqi's neck.