"You rest a bit more, I’ve got sothing to do and need to head out first." Xie Yibin comfortingly patted Ding ichen’s back, then left the room.
Ding ichen sat on the bed with her hair disheveled, her hands clawing at the blanket fiercely, her gentle face twisting into a grimace.
"Shen Zian, it’s been twenty years, and you still won’t stay buried. I’ve already sent your favorite nephew Shen Yu down to accompany you, and last year I sent your most prized disciple, Huo Dongfeng, down as well. How can you be so insatiable?"
That’s right! Shen Yu may not have died at her hands, but he was led astray by her deliberate misguidance from a young age. Before Shen Zian’s death, Shen Yu was undoubtedly a five-good youth—obedient, docile, sensible, and upright. In terms of both breadth of mind and deanor, he was top-notch.
Shen Yu idolized Shen Zian and never showed a good face to Ding ichen, venomously speaking ill of her before Shen Zian even at a young age.
Ding ichen’s eyes grew cold. "Fine! Since you’re so greedy, don’t bla . Next ti, I’ll send your best friend Ji Yuanjie down as well. One by one, what a bunch of troublemakers!"
Ding ichen quickly washed up and then changed clothes to go out. This ti, she didn’t wear any of her usual favorite dresses or relatively more feminine clothing. Instead, she wore old clothes she never wore, looking quite shabby and dusty.
After leaving, she first went to a clothing store. When she ca out of the store, she was in another outfit, wearing a hat, a mask, head lowered with only her eyes exposed. Ding ichen twisted through the city, finally arriving at a shut-down state-run paper mill.
The paper mill was desolate, rarely visited by anyone. Ding ichen entered the factory manager’s office, opened the door, and inside was Ji Wan who had long been awaiting anxiously, rising quickly from her seat.
"ichen sister." Ji Wan nervously rubbed her hands.
"What’s wrong?" Ding ichen didn’t bother to take off her hat, walked in with authority to the boss chair behind the factory manager’s desk, gesturing for Ji Wan to sit down instead of standing, as it was giving her a headache. "Why have you nervously called here, what is the matter?"
After asking, Ding ichen suddenly sat up straight, her posture perfectly stiff. "Don’t tell sothing’s gone wrong? Or did you guys cause so trouble?"
"Pocky went to deal with Huo Beijiang, and ended up dying in a car collision," Ji Wan’s face turned pale, having been with Ding ichen for quite so ti, she deeply understood her ruthlessness.
"You said Pocky went to deal with Huo Beijiang?" Ding ichen asked sinisterly. "Who instructed him to go? Was it ? I recall never giving such an order." The reason she could keep laughing until now was due to cautiousness and prudence.
She ticulously rembered who could be moved against and who couldn’t, never daring to be careless. Since Huo Beijiang returned to the Imperial City, she had been observing him secretly and closely evaluating his character weaknesses.
The more she observed, the more she found Huo Beijiang’s personality completely different from the Huo family and his deceased cousin. His cruelty and detailed deliberation was no less than Su Hai’s. Especially after the clash between Huo Beijiang and Leng Peixi resulted in Leng Peixi’s disastrous defeat, she added Huo Beijiang to her blacklist of people better not to encounter, let alone proactively oppose.
Was she insane? She had no grudges with Huo Beijiang, so why provoke such a person?
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