Bai Suqing had been waiting to be contacted the entire time. She had been tracking the movement of the police force in K City quite closely. Zhou Yaya was the beloved daughter of Mayor Zhou; one wrong step might destroy her life. So if there was any movement from the police, she would immediately withdraw and act as if nothing had happened.
When she received notice that the mission had been accomplished, Bai Suqing furrowed her brows. She thought that everything had gone a little too smoothly. She looked outside the fast-food restaurant, the road filled with flashing lights and cars, seeming busy yet peaceful.
She suddenly thought of something, her hands tightening around the cup of coffee in her hands. She closed her eyes with force, and when she opened them back up, she was back to her usual weak and empathetic appearance.
Bai Suqing, you must be steady. One step at a time. One day, you will definitely become a phoenix that is second to none! Any stones that tried to block her way, she would gradually eradicate them one by one!
The phone on the table suddenly rang out. Bai Suqing took a glance at it, a hint of disgust flickering in her eyes, but she still answered the call. A gentle voice sounded from the other end, warm as a stream trying to warm a heart. However, when it came to Bai Suqing, she only found it freaking irritating.
“Qing Qing, when are you coming back?” Translated by The Novelst
“Sister, what’s wrong? Did something happen?” Bai Suqing’s tone was high and panicked, her expression flustered like a frightened rabbit. The man sitting opposite her had taken notice, his heart thumping uncontrollably and thinking negatively of the sister mentioned by Bai Suqing.
Hearing Bai Suqing’s voice, Mu Rulan could imagine her expression. Her smile deepened and her tone remained gentle. “Nothing much, I just wanted to let you know our house has a curfew ya. If you don’t come by 11, you might have to stay outside ya.”
Bai Suqing’s eyes immediately filled with tears. “I got it sister. You can just leave the dishes, I’ll clean it when I get back.”
The face of the gentleman sitting across from Bai Suqing turned cold, imagining the ugly big sister bullying her kind younger sister.
After hanging up the phone, Bai Suqing looked sadly out the window. The colorful neon lights flickered on her face, bringing out a helpless side to her, and the shadows revealed her skinny figure. However, she had a hint of stubbornness in her eyes, as if she was a white lotus in a muddy pond, persistently trying to bloom in an extreme environment.
The lotus grows in mud, but is never contaminated with it. She floats on waving water, yet never dances with it.
The man finally was unable to contain himself, standing to walk to Bai Suqing with her face reflected in his eyes. “Miss, do you mind if I sit here?”
Bai Suqing seemed to be a little absentminded, only responding after a short while. She shyly nodded her head and turned off the obviously cheap-looking laptop on the table. She was prepared to simply throw it into the river later when she returned. “Yes, of course.”
Looking at her tidying her things in preparation to leave, Zhou Sulun suddenly felt anxious. He quickly stopped her: “Miss, let’s be friends. My name is Zhou Sulun, I’m the son of Mayor Zhou.”
Mu Rulan looked at her phone in shock. Ke Wanqing was sat on the other side of the sofa and curiously asked her: “Lan Lan, what’s wrong?”
Mu Rulan was worried, but at the same time found it a bit strange. “Just now Qing Qing’s tone sounded like she was suffering, and she also said something like she would wash the dishes when she comes back… I didn’t even ask her to wash the dishes.”
She looked at the kitchen. Aunt Lin just finished cleaning the kitchen, all the dishes and chopsticks already cleaned and put in the disinfection cabinet. Why would Bai Suqing need to wash them? Moreover, since when did their house require the owner to personally wash dishes?
After Ke Wanqing heard Mu Rulan’s words, she already had an inkling in her mind. Very soon, her face darkened. This kind of trick was already very old! The most reasonable situation was that there was probably someone beside Bai Suqing and she deliberately said these kinds of words for them to hear, trying to defame her baby daughter and their Mu Family? And what, wash the dishes?! Who in K City didn’t know that the Mu Family ran a large business. Would such a wealthy family still require a little owner who was temporarily staying in their house to wash the dishes?!
“Mother?” Mu Rulan seemed lost, looking at Ke Wanqing.
Ke Wanqing was trying to hold in her anger, rubbing Mu Rulan’s hand. “No worries, Lan Lan. Now go read some books and get some sleep, you need to get good results on your midterm, okay?”
“Mn,” Mu Rulan nodded her head and headed upstairs, her gentle smile still on her face.
Ke Wanqing waited until Mu Rulan had rounded the corner, and then, unable to contain herself, slapped the sofa. Her pretty face immediately turned green. “This little b*tch. I treated her like my real daughter, but she’s actually so jealous of my Lan Lan! Today she dares to defame Lan Lan. Won’t she destroy Lan Lan’s future tomorrow?!”
Mu Rulan was already Ke Wanqing’s most precious treasure. She was the reason Ke Wanqing could stand out among her peers, receiving their respect and expanding her connections to all over the world. Even their business was booming – this was all thanks to Mu Rulan, her daughter selected by the country. Mu Rulan had already become the main source of Ke Wanqing’s pride. How could she tolerate an outsider having suspicious aspirations for Mu Rulan?
Mu Zhenyang furrowed his brows, picturing the weak, pitiful Bai Suqing in his mind. “Aren’t you thinking too much? Maybe this is a misunderstanding.” Bai Suqing was like a withering white lotus with no one to rely on. How could she be as evil as Ke Wanqing thought?
“Misunderstanding?!” Ke Wanqing gave an outraged laugh. “What misunderstanding made her reply that she would come back to wash the dishes when Lan Lan only asked her when she would return? She even used a pitiful tone? She’s been living in France since she was young; she had no other relatives here. The only explanation is that it was an act for someone else to see! Mu Zhenyang, I’m telling you now, Lan Lan is your daughter. Don’t let her off simply because Bai Suqing called you uncle! Or else – don’t blame me for not giving you face.” Ke Wanqing turned around and flounced out of the living room after finishing her tirade.
Mu Zhenyang sat on the sofa, his face turning green. He gripped the newspaper in his hand so tightly that his veins strained against his skin. Translated by The Novelst
Proofread by: Hannah