Reborn: Femme Fatale First Daughter

"Aunt, I don’t care. I must make that bitch die." Yu Sirong snapped, thinking that Qin Yuxuan actually ignored her, but hurried to see Mo Xuetong. She was so furious that her eyes could almost breathe fire. This time, she actually failed to finish her, who was simply too lucky.

"Sirong, don’t take any action rashly. After this case is over, you will have plenty of opportunities to deal with her." Mdm Chen reminded her.

"Mother, rest assured. I’ll let her go these days. After a few days, I’ll disfigure her and see how she’ll seduce my cousin." Yu Sirong gnashed her teeth and snapped. Of course, she knew that aunt and mother had other plans for her these days. First, she would capture Cousin Xuan. Later, she had plenty of opportunities to punish Mo Xuetong in Qin Manor.

However, she felt reluctant to admit the truth because she thought every part of her was better that Mo Xuetong’s. Why did cousin set eyes on that bitch over her?

Then, she left and stood in the porch. The more she thought about it, the angrier Yu Sirong felt. How did that bitch escape from such a delicate scheme?

Thinking of Qin Yuxuan still being at Mo Xuetong’s place at this time, she felt hate in the deepest part of her heart. She gnashed her teeth and ordered the maid behind her flatly. "Go and see how Miss Mo is doing, if she needs something to eat and use. Tell her to make herself at home. I’ll see her later."

No, she was not at ease. She must check on her.

The maid received the order and left.

Qin Yuxuan was indeed at Mo Xuetong’s place. When he came, she had already woken up and was leaning on a couch, with thick cushions supporting her back. Only a few people in her yard knew about her injury, so she would naturally keep the matter to herself now. Thus, she simply said that she fell, broke her arm and injured the neck. She had applied some of the medicine Feng Yuran left her, and it was very effective.

The wound was not large, but she had lost too much blood so she appeared pale. Then, she changed into a plain sea green gauze dress, whose hem was embroidered with small pieces of a maple leaf. The dress’s color did fit the current season well. Since she did not get up, her hair was still laid down like a waterfall. She looked glittering, purely harmless, and adorable like a small beast.

She slightly rotated her watery eyes, and a layer of mist seemed to cover upon them. Embedded on her fair complexion, she looked both innocent and luring. Though she seemed small, her looks were one and only, and beyond compare.

Seeing Qin Yuxuan come in, she hastily held herself up but unexpectedly grazed her wounds. Thus, she immediately frowned and her face paled, sweat climbing onto her white forehead.

"Why get up? Lay down since you’ve hurt yourself. I’m no stranger." Qin Yuxuan stepped forward, his eyes full of tenderness and slight anger for her. He naturally reached out to support her elbow and tilted to lay her back to the couch, stopping her from getting up again.

"Why are you so careless? What are you doing there?" He sat directly in front of her bed and took the tea from Mo Lan. Then, he took a sip and casually put it aside, eagerly asking her.

"It’s not a big deal. I wanted to go to the temple to pray for my mother and I’ve let Mo Lan stay outside. Somehow he was sent away so I couldn’t find him when I came out. Then, I suddenly saw a man coming to me and I dodged him hurriedly. I was out of my mind and went to a road I didn’t know. Later, I fell down because of fear. Mo Lan heard my voice and found out that I had fallen into a pit." Mo Xuetong lowered her head in embarrassment and fumbled with her handkerchief, appearing very awkward!

Her voice was low and soft, and her face was pale. She seemed to be lacking strength since she was born. Plus, her colorless lips and misty eyes made people feel tenderer toward her. For some reason, people would find the timid girl as pure as snow, completely spotless. Though she was smiling faintly, she looked breathtakingly beautiful.

"How did Mo Lan get sent away?" Qin Yuxuan’s eyes involuntarily fell on her smiling face. After quite a while, he turned to Mo Lan by his side and asked unhappily,

"They told me Old Madam wanted Miss. I was reluctant to call her, but the maid hurried me. I thought Old Madam must want Miss fast, so I rushed there. On the way, I found something wrong. First, the maid looked unfamiliar; second, Old Madam wouldn’t leave Miss alone out there. So, I rushed back, only to run into Miss Yu instead of Miss. She was ordering people to break into the temple, saying that she saw Miss with someone... Then, all the ladies and Old Madam all came..." Mo Lan briefly reviewed the incident.

Although he was not implying something, no one was too stupid to figure the entire thing out.

"Mo Lan, don’t talk nonsense. It has nothing to do with Miss Yu or her aunt. They are just worried that I am missing and helped me in the wrong way." Feeling Mo Lan was about to continue, Mo Xuetong raised her head. Looking at Qin Yuxuan with a pair of dark eyes, she shyly stopped Mo Lan.

Qin Yuxuan’s eyes flashed and then he looked at Mo Xuetong. A nearly cold light and a fit of obvious anger bolted through his dark eyes. "It doesn’t matter. In such a large house, some people are bound to be hostile to our sister Tong. It looks like some people are both ugly on the surface and inside."

This was not merely someone falling. If Sister Tong was still in the temple, and the man also entered it, and if people rushed in to find Sister Tong with a man alone in the temple, they wouldn’t believe what Sister Tong said even if she had a thousand mouths to explain.

In that case, Sister Tong wouldn’t have a way out in a million years! This would force Sister Tong to die!

Qin Yuxuan’s eyes were colder. Naturally, an unfamiliar maid couldn’t have belonged to his manor. Several maids who came with the Qin family followed them for a long time. How did Mo Lan not know any of them? There was only one explanation: The maid was from another manor.

Except for the Yu Family, he really could not think of any other family that knew the Qin Family well in Qingliang Temple. He slightly cast down his eyes and straightened the corners of her lips. He compressed his slightly plump lips into a thin line. His distinct features immediately turned somewhat serious. Since Mo Xuetong came to the capital, the impulsive Qin Yuxuan actually turned calmer. Now, he did not rush out to seek revenge for Mo Xuetong as he would do in the past.

Young ladies in the capital cared much about their names. No matter what, he could not ruin Sister Tong’s reputation in this accident, so he really could not make a fuss about it. Later, given an opportunity, he would make Yu Sirong pay.

"Thank you for your concern, Cousin Xuan. I’m fine. There won’t be any such thing in the future. I’m sorry if it caused you any trouble." Mo Xuetong raised his smiling face and answered, "Those are just some bruises and will heal in a few days. It’ll be fine. When I get better, I’ll have Cousin Xuan show me around in Qingliang Temple. I heard the scenery here is good."

Speaking of which, she was a little nervous. She raised her clear watery eyes, looked at Qin Yuxuan by her side, but didn’t speak. Then, she bit her lips, appearing terrified. Finally, she added awkwardly, "If Miss Yu will join us, then I’ll skip the tour!"

She directly expressed her dislike toward Yu Sirong with this sentence.

Yu Sirong wanted to hurt her, so how could Yu Sirong leave her in peace?

She had laid her fingers on the quilt and slightly clenched her fists. Now, she had released them. She looked up, a gentle smile on her poised face again. Since they attacked her again and again, how could she stay passive all the time? What she said just now must have made Qin Yuxuan wonder.

In this life, if Yu Sirong wanted to marry Cousin Xuan, she would absolutely stop her!

Noticing Mo Xuetong’s rejection, Qin Yuxuan squinted. His eyes landed somewhere Mo Xutong couldn’t see, as sharp as a knife.

He turned back to Mo Xuetong, still smiling as if facing a spoiled kid. He nodded and whispered, "Well, I will accompany to the temple only."

Then, he asked more about Mo Xuetong. Between their talk, Mo He suddenly walked in, reporting that Miss Yu had sent someone to greet Mo Xuetong.

Mo Xuetong’s slender fingers uncontrollably twitched, and her face paled instantly. Although she tried to hold back, Qin Yuxuan discovered her fear. She looked at Qin Yuxuan timidly and bit her lips, but did not speak immediately. Her terrified face made her look more pitiful. She seemed frightened but tried hard to suppress her feelings. She looked both wronged, but at the same time, poised.

There was nothing left to say!

A fit of sharpness flashed through Qin Yuxuan’s eyes, and he said grumpily, "Send her back and say that your miss has received her kindness." Then, he stared deep into Mo Xuetong’s eyes and got up to leave.

"Miss, why didn’t you just let me tell what Yu Sirong did to you? You can’t let the master think she’s a decent woman. The master cares so much about you. He’ll definitely seek justice for you, or at least, scold her. I’ll see if she dares to do such a thing in the future after that." When Qin Yuxuan was out of sight, Mo Lan also said grumpily.

"After scolding her, she won’t hurt me again. Then wouldn’t I be hurt before for nothing?" Mo Xuetong sat up with the help of Mo Lan and couldn’t help smiling. She knew this girl: When she got hurt, the girl couldn’t bear to see Yu Sirong in peace.

But after the scolding, not to mention whether YuSirong would be taught a lesson, she couldn’t accept the sheer fact that they would just let this incident go. But for what Feng Yuran did just now, she wouldn’t have had the courage to live on. In that case, she wouldn’t have had a way out. Yu Sirong wanted her dead, how could she get away just after a trivial scolding?

In this life, she would seek her revenge. In the last life, Yu Sirong disfigured her; in this life, Yu Sirong wanted to ruin her name and take her life. How could she let Yu Sirong off like this? Since they were already enemies, no one would spare the other. Why would she bother having her cousin scold Yu Sirong? In that case, people would consider her a puny coward who could only come to her cousin for help.

In this life, she would still be delicate and cowardly, but these were all appearances. After going through life and death, her heart was as cold as ice. There was no temperature. Between life and death, in the fire, she was burned to ashes. When she had been hurt like that and ached like that, couldn’t she see through this crystal clear?

Blood would have blood. Even if Yu Sirong decided to let her go, she wasn’t willing to let Yu Sirong get away.