"It’s fine." Fu Nancheng spoke in a deep voice.
The fragnts of the vase scattered all over the floor. Chen Shiqing was thrown against the wall by him, making a heavy thud, then slumped to the ground, her face full of pain.
Mrs. Chen couldn’t bear to watch, her eyes imdiately reddening as she shouted angrily, "Fu Nancheng, don’t go too far!"
Fu Nancheng curled his thin lips, "Huh, too far?"
"At the end of the day, it’s just because she admires you. How can you be so cruel to a woman!" Seeing the blood trickling from the corner of her daughter’s mouth, Mrs. Chen’s heart was filled with both pain and sorrow.
"Compared to Mrs. Chen, my ans are really insignificant. After all, Mrs. Chen sent her own daughter to the beds of two n, which is not sothing an average mother could do." Fu Nancheng smiled falsely, his voice very cold.
As soon as this was ntioned, murmurs of discussion filled the surroundings.
"What’s going on? Could it be that Mrs. Chen was behind this incident?"
"It sounds like Mr. Fu is implying that... But why would Mrs. Chen do such a thing?"
"Why? I’m afraid sothing went wrong sowhere."
Fu Nancheng’s words cut into Mrs. Chen’s heart like a knife, over and over again. She never expected that her ticulously planned sche would end up harming her own daughter.
The bitterness inside her was like swallowing Coptis, impossible to express.
Fu Nancheng’s gaze fell on Chen Shiqing, who appeared sowhat dazed. His tone softened slightly as he squatted down in front of her and said calmly, "Actually, you’re not entirely unlikable, nor without rit. If you were a little more obedient, I might have even married you. But bla it on your mother for making you turn out like this."
His tone carried a faint hint of pity and regret, causing Chen Shiqing’s tears to gush forth once more. She reached out, trying to grab him, "Nancheng... What am I going to do... What should I do?"
However, Fu Nancheng evaded her small hand and stood up indifferently.
Mrs. Chen’s face turned ashen as she helped Chen Shiqing up again, "Shi Qing, don’t be afraid. Mom will take you ho. Everything will be okay, everything will be okay."
Just as Mrs. Chen was helping her up, Chen Shiqing suddenly went mad and pushed her away.
Mrs. Chen, caught off guard, staggered a couple of steps and then fell to the ground, looking at Chen Shiqing in disbelief, "Shi Qing... you..."
"It’s all you! It’s all you!"
"Didn’t you say the plan was foolproof? Didn’t you tell to wait and watch Qiao Mo’s show? Why did the person in bed beco ? Why is it ..." Chen Shiqing choked out.
"Enough! Haven’t you embarrassed us enough? Shut up!" Mr. Chen couldn’t stand it anymore and reprimanded loudly.
"Shi Qing, listen to Mom. Listen to Mom..."
"I don’t want to listen! I don’t want to listen! If it weren’t for your stupid idea, I wouldn’t have ended up like this... I wouldn’t have ended up like this..."
Chen Shiqing’s emotions were clearly agitated, seemingly affected by Fu Nancheng’s previous words, and she was now filled with resentnt towards Mrs. Chen.
She picked up a piece of broken porcelain from the ground and held it to her neck, "Anyway, I’ve already turned out like this. Living is aningless to . I might as well just die."
Mrs. Chen’s face was particularly pale. At this mont, she couldn’t even care about their plot against Qiao Mo being exposed, only hurriedly trying to calm Chen Shiqing’s emotions, "It’s Mom’s fault; this ti it’s Mom’s mistake. Shi Qing, don’t be afraid... don’t be afraid, it’s just sleeping with two n, it’s very common in today’s society. Don’t worry, with our Chen family’s status, you won’t have trouble finding a good man to marry in the future."
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