The Real Heiress Has a Thousand Identities
Chapter 10: Mom, you were harsh to me because of her
Chapter 10: Mom, you scolded me for her…
Ruan Feiyue let out another scoff and said haughtily, “Do you even know what these paintings are? Do you know how to appreciate them? Ah… I almost forgot, you grew up in that kind of backwater, you’ve probably never even seen them before, right? How pitiful… Do you want to learn art? I can have Mom sign you up for a class, but…”
She looked at Yun Ci’s hands.
Fair, slender, and exceptionally beautiful.
Jealousy burned in the depths of Ruan Feiyue’s eyes as she mocked, “These hands of yours are better suited for farm work. Art requires talent; don’t indulge in wishful thinking!”
Yun Ci tilted her head, finally unable to hold back a cold laugh: “What are you showing off for?”
Ruan Feiyue was stunned: “What did you say?”
Yun Ci suddenly stepped forward, her well-defined fingers gently lifting the girl’s chin. Her eyes, deep and cold like a dark pool, seemed to pierce straight into the depths of one’s soul.
It actually made Ruan Feiyue’s scalp tingle.
Yun Ci smiled, cold, arrogant, and wicked, as she spoke softly: “Everything you possess now, everything you enjoy, should have belonged to me. So… what right do you have to show off in front of me? Hmm?”
Ruan Feiyue’s face flushed red, unable to squeeze out a single word of rebuttal.
“As for talent… how would I know if I don’t try?” Yun Ci reached out, passing over Ruan Feiyue’s shoulder, intending to touch the painting supplies placed behind her.
“Get lost! Don’t touch my things!” Ruan Feiyue, in a fit of exasperation, shoved Yun Ci away violently.
Caught off guard, Yun Ci stumbled back two steps, her body slamming hard against the corner of a nearby table.
In an instant, murderous intent surged within her. She raised her head, her eyes blood-red, staring straight at Ruan Feiyue like a snake dripping with lethal venom, ready to snap her neck at any moment.
Ruan Feiyue was so frightened she couldn't move.
This look… it was terrifying!
“What’s wrong? What happened?”
At that moment, Ye Meipan walked in.
Ruan Feiyue immediately pointed at Yun Ci, rushing to complain: “She… she wanted to touch my painting supplies without my permission!”
Ye Meipan glanced at Yun Ci, but turned to gently reprimand Ruan Feiyue: “If A-Ci wants to use them, just let her. Don’t be so stingy.”
Ruan Feiyue’s eyes widened; she couldn't believe that Ye Meipan would speak up for Yun Ci. Tears instantly welled up in her eyes: “Mom, you scolded me for her…”
Ye Meipan was also stunned: “Feiyue…”
“I hate you!” Ruan Feiyue shoved Ye Meipan hard, crying as she rushed out of the art studio, running out of the house until she disappeared.
Ye Meipan hurriedly chased after her, shouting anxiously: “Feiyue! Where are you going!”
As evening fell, the entire Ruan household was in an uproar. Everyone was busy searching for Ruan Feiyue, causing chaos throughout the house.
In the end, it was Ruan Xichen who found her.
The girl was curled up, hiding in a bush, her pale little face covered in tear tracks, looking pitiful as she cried.
Ruan Xichen breathed a sigh of relief, held her arm, and asked: “Feiyue, are you hurt anywhere?”
Ruan Feiyue looked up at Ruan Xichen through teary eyes and suddenly began to cry even harder: “Brother… none of you love me anymore…”
“How could that be?” Ruan Xichen wiped the tears from the girl’s face and coaxed her softly: “Brother will always love you and protect you. You won’t be pretty if you keep crying. Come back with Brother first, okay?”
Hearing this, Ruan Feiyue slowly stopped crying and nodded.
“Come, Brother will carry you back.” Ruan Xichen crouched down and carefully carried the girl on his back, walking home step by step in the dark night.
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Inside the room, after showering, Yun Ci sat by the bed and pulled a small knife from the cuff of her jacket.
The blade glinted with a cold light, and the white jade handle was crystal clear, crafted with delicate precision, making it easy to carry around.
She peeled off a Doraemon sticker and gently stuck it onto the handle.
At that moment, her phone chimed.
[Beiqing Little Treasure] sent a message: Shifu, Shifu~ Are you asleep yet~