"That’s right, I had a bad reincarnation, so now I want to change my fate. Once you’re all dead, no one will say I’m the child of a mistress, and no one will criticize my background."
"You always say my existence is a mistake, so I’ll just correct that mistake. Isn’t that good?"
They blad all the faults on her origins, attributing everything to her and her mother, wishing she would reunite with her mom soon.
Since that’s the case, she’ll send them to et her mom first.
"Alright, I’ve said what I needed to say. It’s ti for you to go, sister." Fan Rou waved at Fan i with a smile.
One person pinched Fan i’s chin and stuffed the dicine into her mouth, while another person poured water into it.
The dicine, mixed with the water, went down into Fan i’s stomach.
There was still so ti before the dicine took effect. Ye Ranran waved her hand and said, "Take her back to her place."
It’s less suspicious for sothing to happen at her place.
After all, with Fan i’s extravagant lifestyle, sothing happening like this wouldn’t raise anyone’s suspicion.
Fan i struggled frantically, trying to escape, but her feeble strength was like a tickle to the big brawny n.
Soon, she disappeared from Ye Ranran’s sight.
Ye Ranran withdrew her gaze and looked at the background behind Fan Rou, noticing the exquisite carvings on the headboard, she asked, "Are you at ho now?"
"Yeah, I’ve been ho every day recently, you know that." Fan Rou looked at Ye Ranran with resentnt.
Ye Ranran’s skin crawled: "Don’t look at like that, I’m not Lan Shao, I’m not interested in you at all."
"...You make it sound like I’m interested in you." Fan Rou rolled her eyes and said.
"Good that you’re not, because I’m not interested in you either." Ye Ranran looked disdainful.
"Seriously, can’t enjoy playing anymore."
"Didn’t we agree not to enjoy playing anymore?" Ye Ranran pouted.
"Co on, you know I love you the most, you’re the apple of my eye, my entire world." A string of sweet nothings flowed from Fan Rou’s mouth.
Ye Ranran got goosebumps all over, feeling unwell.
"Stop, please act normal."
Fan Rou yawned: "Not talking to you anymore, I’m going out for a bit."
"Okay, I’m off to sleep."
Ye Ranran tidied up a bit, then lay on the bed.
In the villa, a masseur was giving Fu Rong a massage. He sat in a wheelchair, looking out the window.
The room was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
"That’s enough," Fu Rong said.
The masseur silently exited.
Tang Sheng ca in from outside, holding a bowl of dicinal soup in his hand.
He handed the soup to Fu Rong, "If you can’t bear to let her go, why are you letting her leave?"
He never knew he was so kind-hearted.
"Leaving is for a better reunion, isn’t it?" Fu Rong drank the soup in a few gulps.
"I’m afraid you’re trying to scoop water with a sieve." Tang Sheng spoke bluntly, not afraid of angering Fu Rong at all.
"Don’t you think you’re talking too much?"
Sotis, knowing when to keep quiet makes you more likable.
"Alright, I admit I’m talking too much." Tang Sheng shrugged and closed his mouth.
Lu Ning hurriedly walked in from outside. As soon as he arrived, it was clear there was sothing important, and Tang Sheng wisely retreated.
"She’s still in the city, hasn’t left, but we can’t find her," Lu Ning reported on his findings.
Fu Rong looked at him expressionlessly, his gaze full of doubt.
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