Chapter 175: 175 Revisiting the story of the Farr and the Snake (third watch)
Speaking of which, Zhao Yiling reached out to snatch the Jade Pendant from Chu Jin’s hand.
Chu Jin wasn’t going to give her that chance and quickly pocketed the Jade Pendant.
Just then, Zhao Yiling took the opportunity to grab Chu Jin’s arm, then let go, leaning her body swiftly backward and stepping into thin air.
"Ah!" Zhao Yiling’s face was filled with panic as her body quickly plunged towards the bottom of the stairs.
Chu Jin hadn’t expected Zhao Yiling to endanger herself for the sake of acting and a glint of coldness flashed in her eyes. She instinctively reached out to pull Zhao Yiling back, but Zhao Yiling didn’t give her that chance. Facing Chu Jin, her lips curled into a strange smile.
"Thud, thud... bang!" Zhao Yiling rolled straight down the stairs.
Two tense voices suddenly filled the air.
"Ling’er!"
"Miss Zhao!"
One was aged like a deep bell but not lacking in strength.
The other was gentle and low with a hint of coercion.
At the sa ti, two figures rushed swiftly to Zhao Yiling’s side.
"Ling’er, are you alright? Does it hurt anywhere?" Zhao Hai knelt anxiously beside Zhao Yiling, scared and unsure of what to do.
"Miss Zhao? Are you okay? I’ll take you to the hospital right now." Mo Qianjue wanted to pick up Zhao Yiling but feared that he might cause her further harm without proper dical knowledge.
"I’m fine," Zhao Yiling managed to squeeze out a smile with her lips, her face pale and her voice very weak, "This has nothing to do with my younger sister, it was my own carelessness that made
fall. Grandfather, please don’t make it difficult for her."
With those words, she turned to look at Chu Jin, "Sister, can you return the Jade Pendant to
now?"
After she finished speaking, her head tilted, and she passed out.
The more Zhao Hai thought about it, the angrier he beca, especially after Zhao Yiling ntioned Chu Jin. It imdiately reminded him that only Chu Jin and Zhao Yiling had been upstairs. Other than Chu Jin, who else could have hurt Zhao Yiling?
It must have been that Zhao Yiling caught her stealing, and in a fit of sha and rage, Chu Jin pushed his precious granddaughter down the stairs!
With this thought, Zhao Hai stood up, consud by rage.
"You monster! How dare you push Ling’er down the stairs, she is your sister! Has your heart been eaten by a dog?" Zhao Hai gnashed his teeth in anger, his face throbbing with veins and his eyes almost blood red.
With the utterance of those words, a "smack" resonated, and Chu Jin’s face suddenly bore a slap mark, showing the extent of Zhao Hai’s force.
"If anything happens to Ling’er today, don’t expect to live till tomorrow!"
Blood trickled from the corner of Chu Jin’s mouth, and her face was already swollen and red.
Mo Qianjue also looked at Chu Jin with disgust, "I can’t believe you’re such a vile woman with a heart like a venomous snake! I misjudged you before. Listen well, if Miss Zhao is okay today, that’s the end of it. But if anything is even slightly wrong with her, I won’t let you die a peaceful death!"
No one saw that Zhao Yiling, unconscious on the ground, slowly curved the corners of her mouth upward. She knew that she had bet correctly this ti.
Chu Jin glanced at Mo Qianjue, recognizing him as the ungrateful person she had saved that day, and piecing together the situation when Zhao Yiling called him "President Mo".
Very well, Zhao Yiling was setting a trap for her, wasn’t she?
Then she would see how she could escalate the situation and return the favor!
"Grandfather," Chu Jin lifted her eyes to Zhao Hai, her lips curling into a cold arc, "You keep saying that I pushed Zhao Yiling down the stairs. Did you witness it yourself?"
She could let the ungrateful person slide for now, but Zhao Hai’s behavior had deeply disappointed her!
This person she trusted the most in her previous life didn’t even bother to ask before striking her and even spoke such hurtful words.
"I don’t need to witness it with my own eyes," Zhao Hai’s face was very ugly, his mind consud with thoughts of his precious granddaughter, "A person like you should have died alongside your short-lived father 11 years ago! I was blind to bring you back then!"
And save himself from the trouble she brought upon his darling granddaughter now.
Chu Jin nodded, warm liquid dripping down, "Alright, I understand now."
She hadn’t realized she was seen in such a light in Zhao Hai’s heart.
Her heart ached, an unbearable pain that made it hard to breathe, a pain she knew originated from her predecessor.
Zhao Hai’s transformation shattered the last bit of faith the predecessor had held onto.
"What are you standing there for? Call the ambulance now!" Zhao Hai bellowed at the servant nearby.
The servant hurried to make the ergency call.
"Hold on!" A chilling voice suddenly rang through the air, carrying a sense of authority that sent shivers down one’s spine.
The servant’s hand paused subconsciously while dialing.
Looking towards the source of the voice, they saw the person speak again, "Auntie Wang, could you please fetch my backpack from upstairs?"
Auntie Wang was completely stunned; she had never seen such a deanor from the young miss.
So icy, so bloodthirsty; her entire being emitted an aura of majesty that made one subconsciously submit, unable to resist.
Almost instinctively, she heeded Chu Jin’s words and quickly went upstairs to bring down the backpack for her.
Zhao Hai and Mo Qianjue too, were shaken by her powerful presence.
Chu Jin took the backpack handed to her by Auntie Wang, pulled out the acupuncture bag, and knelt in front of Zhao Yiling, swiftly thrusting golden needles into her various major acupoints.
Zhao Yiling groaned in her unconscious state.
Mo Qianjue ca back to his senses from his slight daze, watching Chu Jin’s fluid motions and feeling an intense sense of familiarity. He grabbed her wrist and asked coldly, "What are you doing to Miss Zhao?"
"What, white-eyed wolf, can’t you tell?" Chu Jin’s lips curled into a cold sneer, and there was not a hint of warmth in her eyes, "I’m just helping you relive the story of ’The Farr and the Viper’."
This white-eyed wolf was just like Zhao Yiling, both cut from the sa cloth, ready to bite back at the slightest mistake.
She wondered when this white-eyed wolf had tead up with Zhao Yiling.
The story of ’The Farr and the Viper’?
How familiar those words were?
The hazy mories in his mind suddenly beca crystal clear.
Her mannerisms, her intonation, and the faint fragrance emanating from her gradually rged with the person in his mories.
When Mo Qianjue realized that the person with the heart of a serpent whom he had scolded was in fact his true savior, his face grew increasingly pale.
My God, what had he just said to his actual lifesaver?
Never before had Mo Qianjue felt regret like he did at that mont, his gaze fixed on Chu Jin, his expression extrely complex.
Chu Jin did not care about Mo Qianjue’s reaction and broke free from his grip, thrusting the final needle into Zhao Yiling’s temple.
Each needle was coated with a layer of Spiritual Energy invisible to the naked eye.
This Spiritual Energy followed the ridians, circulating through Zhao Yiling’s entire body. Zhao Yiling felt a profound sense of comfort as if every cell within her was dancing, causing a desire to moan in pleasure.
Having completed this, Chu Jin took an elixir from the blue porcelain bottle and fed it into Zhao Yiling’s mouth.
Zhao Hai watched the entire process dumbfounded.
She was a completely different granddaughter.
He began to regret what he had just said, but if Chu Jin hadn’t stolen from his precious granddaughter and pushed her down the stairs, would he have spoken so harshly?
This was his own flesh and blood, the sole heir of the Zhao family.
How could he bear the thought of his precious child coming to harm!
"You little scourge, don’t think that by doing this, I will forgive you. No matter what, Ling’er is still your sister, how could you push her down the stairs?" Zhao Hai’s deanor softened slightly.
At that mont, Zhao Yiling also slowly ca to. She had wanted to continue pretending, but that despicable girl must have fed her sothing.
Feeling agitated inside, her whole body started to itch as if two invisible hands were prying open her eyelids.
She had no choice but to reluctantly open her eyes and, with an understanding gaze, looked at Zhao Hai and Mo Qianjue, her eyes rimd with red, "Director Mo, Grandfather, I don’t bla my sister, I believe it was an accident, she didn’t an to push , and I hope you won’t bla her either."
Zhao Hai helped Zhao Yiling up, "Good child, grandfather knows you have a kind heart. However, Jin’er really went too far this ti. Stealing from you is one thing, but now she has even dared to push you down the stairs; if grandfather doesn’t punish her properly this ti, it wouldn’t be fair to her parents."
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