"You!"
Mu Qianshui, enraged, raised her hand to strike back but found her hand firmly grabbed by the prepared Yan Zhirou.
"Haha! Indeed! Those two characters really suit you perfectly! Let guess who wrote them on your face?"
"I think, well, it has to be Mo Shao, right?"
Yan Zhirou wasn’t foolish; her guess hit the mark instantly.
"Tsk tsk! Vicious woman! Truly a vicious woman!"
"Yan Zhirou, spare the pretending and quit acting like a pure white lotus!"
Mu Qianshui, seething with fury, glared at her angrily.
"Do you think you’re so perfect? Back then, weren’t you the one crawling on the ground in terror after being scared by Mo Chuxi? If soone hadn’t pleaded for you, you’d have spent your life eating prison food and living a fate worse than death!"
"You!"
Mu Qianshui’s scathing remarks wiped the smug look off Yan Zhirou’s face.
"Hmph!"
Seeing her reaction, Mu Qianshui sneered.
"Yan Zhirou, you’re nothing but a big fake white lotus! You actually thought Chuxi ca to your doorstep because he fancied you? Go look in the mirror! You can’t even compare to a strand of Yan Xinxin’s hair!"
"Mu Qianshui, you—"
"Back then, you took my money to go after Yan Xinxin. Don’t you feel you’re even more despicable than ? A white lotus like you can be commanded by anyone so long as they have money!"
"Slap!"
Yan Zhirou raised her hand and slapped Mu Qianshui across the face again.
Mu Qianshui snapped her head upward. Just as her eyes glinted with malice, ready to retaliate, Yan Zhirou raised her phone.
"Try touching , you venomous seductress, and I’ll release this video along with the news that you’re an orphan!"
"..."
"You’re right. I, miss high and mighty, do love money. Anyone with money can control . But now listen closely—if you don’t hand over a few million for to spend, I guarantee by tomorrow, the web will be flooded with stories about how the fallen Mu family heiress, a washed-up actress, is nothing but an orphan!"
Yan Zhirou’s threat clearly hit its mark.
Seeing Mu Qianshui’s deflated expression, Yan Zhirou grew even more smug.
"Or better yet, I could let the Mu family know that Yan Xinxin is their real daughter. I imagine that reward might be even better."
"..."
"However, I do value family ties. Since Mom begged so persistently not to say anything, and you are still my half-sister..."
"Shut up! I am NOT your sister!"
Mu Qianshui’s eyes widened in denial. She swiftly pulled out her checkbook and pen, scribbling furiously.
"Here’s five million! Take the money and get lost imdiately!"
"Dear sister is certainly straightforward! Fine, I’ll leave right away—but worry not, I’ll definitely co back for you!"
Yan Zhirou smirked sinisterly, grabbing the check, curling her crimson lips triumphantly, and turning to leave delightedly.
Mu Qianshui gripped her pen hard, glaring at Yan Zhirou as if trying to pierce her with her gaze.
"A money-grubbing tramp like you dares to claim you’re worthy of being my sister? Filthy bitch!"
Gritting her teeth, she cursed vehently, pulling a small mirror from her bag.
She hesitated to look but finally summoned her courage to do so.
The large scar on her cheek and the jagged cuts on her forehead were unbearably ghastly!
Mu Qianshui put the mirror away and donned her mask once again, clutching her handbag.
She had already booked a plane ticket. She was going abroad for costic surgery. She couldn’t bear to keep this face anymore!
She would co back with a brand-new face! A face that would drive Mo Chuxi crazy and leave the Mu family speechless and powerless to insult her!
With this resolve in mind, Mu Qianshui quickened her steps.
She swung open the hospital room door sharply, only to find soone standing at the doorway, startling her into taking a step back!
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