Chapter 589 - 589: Ye Nanshen’s Way of Handling Fight Aftermath
Rong Qi caught a glimpse of several figures approaching through the corridor just as she was about to confront Ye Shaoxian.
“Shaoxian, where are you?” Madam Liu’s voice echoed behind them.
Ye Shaoxian’s head snapped up. Before he could respond, Rong Qi deftly slid two silver needles from her sleeve and jabbed them into his body. His mouth opened in a silent gasp of shock.
With a swift kick, Rong Qi sent him tumbling into the nearby pond, then hurried Fan Hui away from the scene.
Madam Liu arrived to find Ye Shaoxian flailing in the water. “Help! Shaoxian has fallen into the water!” she screamed.
Servants swarmed in, dragging a soaked and shivering Ye Shaoxian out. Madam Liu wrapped him in a coat, her anger boiling. “Who did this? Who dared to harm Shaoxian?”
A whisper spread among the onlookers, “It was Master Shen’s wife…”
“Outrageous! I’m going to tell Father right now. How much longer will Ye Nanshen get away with this?” Madam Liu stormed off, vowing to inform Old Master Ye and confront Ye Nanshen.
Fan Hui fretted beside Rong Qi, “Madam, Madam Liu is going to complain. Let Master Shen handle it. He knows what to do.”
‘Is it because Ye Nanshen often beat up Ye Shaoxian?’ Rong Qi wondered.
Rong Qi reassured her with a chuckle, “Don’t worry, I’ll stay behind Shen.”
Little did Fan Hui know, Rong Qi was no stranger to confrontation, having honed her skills in Merica and at university.
Relieved by Rong Qi’s assurance, Fan Hui led her to retrieve their items before heading back to the living room.
In the living room, they walked into Madam Liu’s tirade. All eyes turned to Rong Qi. Among them, Ye Shaochen’s gaze lingered with a mix of emotions. Rong Qi remembered him well – he was the subject of a comical edit she’d made, turning his photo into a pig and monkey.
Ignoring the stares, Rong Qi joined Ye Nanshen, returning Madam Liu’s glare with confidence.
Madam Liu tearfully accused Rong Qi’s actions to Old Master Ye, “She kicked Shaoxian into the lake for no reason. He’s already injured…”
Ye Shaoxian sat grimly to one side.
Old Master Ye, flanked by Ye Nanshen, Ye Minghang, and others. The setting resembled a courtroom, with Rong Qi at the center.
“Little Qi, come and sit here,” Ye Nanshen beckoned.
Rong Qi, unfazed, sat down beside Ye Nanshen, meeting the accusatory glares head-on..