The cold fruit knife pressing against her wrist sent a shiver down Lin Jingyao’s spine. She looked up at Shi Ning, whose sweet smile seemed to promise a terrifying indifference—as if, she should slip the knife any second resulting in blood splatter, that Shi Ning would simply lick it away with that same chilling smile. She felt that Calm and crazy! Lin Jingyao’s mind screamed in terror at this sight .
As Fear gripped her. “Ningning…” she began, her voice trembling.
“Well?” Shi Ning glanced at the fruit knife, her tone deceptively light. “You want me to help you with this ?”
Yu Yuexi gasped, her mouth opening to intervene, to plead for mercy on Lin Jingyao’s behalf. But Mu Tiantian quickly held her hand, giving her a look that silenced her.
Lin Jingyao truly believed Shi Ning would give her a precise cut to enlarge the artery from that knife . It would be better to do it herself! “No need!” she blurted out. Hardening her heart, she squeezed her eyes shut and slashed the fruit knife fiercely on her hand .
“Ah!” It was Yu Yuexi who screamed first as the moment she saw the blood gush forth from lin Jingyao’s hand , her face turned ashen. She sprang up, frantically pulling out tissues to help Lin Jingyao staunch the flow of blood . Her voice was a trembling whisper. “Yaoyao, you…you’re bleeding so much. I’ll call an ambulance for you.”
As Blood stained Lin Jingyao’s pristine white skirt crimson. She lifted her bleeding wrist, presenting it to Shi Ning, her voice laced with grievance and hurt. “Ningning, can you trust me now?”
Shi Ning examined the wound. Fueled by a guilty conscience, the cut was rather deep, and the blood was flowing out of it profusely, though not violently enough to satisfy her. “It was almost close to the aorta,” she remarked, a hint of disappointment in her voice. “Just believe it for now.”
Lin Jingyao was on the verge of exploding with rage! She had inflicted such a significant wound! had bled so much, and it was only “temporarily” believed for ShiNing ! She swallowed her fury, forced a smile, and looked up at Shi Ning. “That’s good. Don’t doubt me anymore in the future, it’s very hurtful.”
Shi Ning remained silent, simply glancing down at her own skirt, checking for any stray bloodstains. The atmosphere grew thick with an awkward, oppressive stagnation at this moment.
Lin Jingyao’s hand throbbed, and the excessive blood loss made her feel faint. She couldn’t sit still any longer. “Ningning, I’ve lost a lot of blood and feel a little dizzy. I’m going to the hospital first.”
“Well, go ahead,” Shi Ning replied.
Lin Jingyao stared at Shi Ning for a moment, waiting for an offer to accompany her to the hospital, or perhaps a secondary credit card to cover her expenses. But none of it came. She dismiss her with a simple: “Go ahead.” Frustrated, Lin Jingyao left.
“Sister Tiantian, Sister Ningning, you two play. I’ll go with Yaoyao to the hospital.” Yu Yuexi, genuinely worried, grabbed her bag and hurried after Lin Jingyao.
Once they were gone, Mu Tiantian turned to Shi Ning. “Are you sure it was Lin Jingyao who drugged you?”
Shi Ning nodded. “It was her, but she was very skilled, and there’s no evidence against her .” She sighed. “There’s no evidence to send her to jail, but she has to pay a price. I hope she learns from the knife she just stabbed herself with.”
Mu Tiantian playfully cupped Shi Ning’s face, examining her from left to right. “Where did you go to study for your brain? You suddenly became so smart I don’t even recognize you.”
Shi Ning slapped her hand away, annoyed. “You’re saying I was stupid before! Be careful, or I’ll beat you up.”
“You just realized you were stupid,” Mu Tiantian retorted, a disappointed look on her face. “Lin Jingyao has always taken advantage of you, treated you like an ATM, and even tried to seduce Qin Heye. She is such a big jerk, and you still treated her as your best girlfriend.”
As an outsider, Mu Tiantian had seen how Lin Jingyao exploited Shi Ning. Every outing—eating, drinking, having fun—was paid for by Shi Ning, not a single penny from Lin Jingyao. For birthdays and holidays, Lin Jingyao would demand 8,888 yuan red envelopes and designer gifts in various ways. As for return gifts? Lin Jingyao wouldn’t even pay for online purchases, instead picking up a pretty leaf or a heart-shaped stone, claiming the gift was insignificant but the sentiment was grand. She would always put her purchases on Shi Ning’s account. Lin Jingyao essentially did nothing but befriend Shi Ning and flatter her, yet she received a guaranteed salary of 20,000 yuan per month. And then, she was placed in the Qin Group with an additional monthly salary of 10,000. Despite a monthly income of 30,000 yuan, it was never enough for her. She was constantly borrowing money from Shi Ning, along with brand-name clothes, bags, and jewelry. And she never returned them! Even so, Shi Ning had foolishly regarded Lin Jingyao as her best friend.
Shi Ning looked at Mu Tiantian, speechless. “You knew she wasn’t good, so why didn’t you warn me and tell me to break up with her?”
Mu Tiantian shrugged. “Everyone said you were happy. I thought the money to support her wasn’t much different from raising a dog.” She then added, a mischievous glint in her eye, “As for her seducing Qin Heye, you don’t like him anyway, so let her seduce him.”
Shi Ning was both genuinely angry and amused by Mu Tiantian’s words. “You truly support me brainlessly.”
Mu Tiantian gave her a look of fierce loyalty. Then, her tone deepened. “But a dog that bites people cannot be kept!” Dogs could be disobedient, but they couldn’t bite their own owners.
Shi Ning’s brows furrowed slightly at her words as , a cold resolve settling on her face. “Don’t worry, Lin Jingyao will pay for everything, one by one, in the future.”
Mu Tiantian, pleased to see Shi Ning’s newfound intelligence, was in a good mood. “Don’t be a big grump. I’ll get you some male models. You get eight, I get ten.”
“No!” Shi Ning quickly interjected. “Qin Heye won’t let me!”
“Then I’ll get you the same style as Qin Heye,” Mu Tiantian declared, already fiddling with her phone, beginning to order male models.
Is ordering male model a must? Shi Ning thought, sighing internally.
Shi Ning’s actions tonight had completely stunned the online “barrage.”
[Did I accidentally enter a female-oriented cool article? How did Shi Ning become so cool! The part where Lin Jingyao cut her wrists just now was so cool!]
[No matter if it’s a male frequency, a female frequency, or a human-shemale frequency, as long as there is yellow, it’s a good channel.]
[Looks like a cold and majestic sister, but in fact she is a soft and sweet girl, but she also has a calm sense of madness. Is the character of the vicious female supporting role collapsed?]
[Beat the scumbag man, kick the scumbag girl, abuse the scumbag woman, this character setting is so good, so wonderful, the protagonist screams, and the readers are all smiling.]
Shi Ning smiled as she read the comments. Well, she is a vicious female supporting role. Some people are fans of her, so they really can’t be disappointed or feel aggrieved for her vicious character setting, to the end.
Yu Yuexi hurried out of the box, trailing Lin Jingyao, desperately trying to cover her wound with tissues. As they waited for a car by the roadside, she anxiously asked Lin Jingyao, “Yaoyao, did you really do that to Sister Ningning?”
Lin Jingyao’s hand throbbed, and she glared unhappily at Yu Yuexi. “How is that possible? That’s illegal, and I don’t have that much money to buy that kind of medicine.”
Yu Yuexi still believed in Lin Jingyao, and gently advised her, “Yaoyao, we’re from the same village. Girls in our village marry and have children early, but we get to study and work. These opportunities were given to us by Sister Tiantian and Sister Ningning. We should be grateful and never betray…”
Lin Jingyao interrupted her, irritated. “It’s so annoying! You sound like my mother, always preaching and lecturing.”
“Yaoyao…”
Lin Jingyao was utterly annoyed with Yu Yuexi. She looked up at the vehicles on the roadside. And at this moment a sleek Maybach pulled up in front of them, its license plate reading Beijing A999S. She turned and positioned herself at the entrance of the garage, forcing the Maybach to stop because she was blocking its path.
Pei Qian, who recognized Shi Ning’s friends and would sometimes give important friends some male models, rolled down the car window. “Ms. Lin, is Miss Yu okay?” he inquired.
Yu Yuexi wanted to say she was fine, but Lin Jingyao was quicker. She raised her bloody left hand, her face pale and weak, and spoke in a dramatic sigh. “Brother-in-law, my hand was injured because of Ningning, and it’s hard to get a taxi right now. Can you please take me to the hospital?”