Transmigrating Into A Sadistic Novel And Becoming A Master Of Painting Rosy Pictures - Chapter 70

“If the Bian family falls into her hands and some bad news comes out, it won’t just affect her family,” Ouyang Fei continued to mutter.

She’s her only confidante; Shang Fu and Shang Qingfeng are always busy and don’t care about these things.

She can only complain to Shang Qinghui about things that aren’t important and can’t be revealed to outsiders.

Unexpectedly, after listening, Shang Qinghui threw away her pillow, grabbed her phone from the coffee table, and rushed out.

Ouyang Fei’s heart skipped a beat as she chased after her, shouting, “Shang Qinghui! Where are you going?!”

There was no response.

Ouyang Fei stood up angrily.

“What’s wrong with her? She wouldn’t be going to see Bian Yingning, would she? To mock her?”

That’s something her daughter would do—kicking someone when they’re down.

Even if… even if it is kicking someone when they’re down, there’s no need to rush. Couldn’t she change her clothes and go properly?

Goodness, I’m so done. The Bian family must be in an uproar, and she’s going to cause more trouble.

If she goes, the Bian family will know she’s gossiping.

“My head hurts.” Ouyang Fei sat back down.

She had just been feeling sorry for Bian’s mother, having such a daughter. Now she realized she was also suffering. Why worry about others when she had enough to worry about herself?

What a mess.

…

Shang Qinghui didn’t call a driver; she drove herself.

While waiting at a red light, she calmed down a little.

Bian Yingning wouldn’t do that; there must be a misunderstanding.

She had just been with her…

Maybe something happened, and she was so angry she went to vent?

Vent? Is that venting? That’s self-destruction.

She had to find out the truth.

…

Returning from the police station, Bian Yingning had anticipated her homecoming.

So, as soon as she entered, without changing her shoes, she knelt down.

Bian Fu, who was waiting to whip her with a belt: “…”

Bian Mu, holding a feather duster: “…”

Her raised hand froze.

Bian Fu threw down the belt angrily, “You unfilial daughter! You dare come back! Why did you come back? Go die wherever you disgraced yourself!”

Bian Yingning lowered her head, on the verge of tears, sniffing deeply, “I’m sorry! I shouldn’t have… but I have a reason. Please listen…”

“Reason? What reason? I wouldn’t say anything if you were just a little arrogant, but look at the other young ladies in H City! They’re not like you!” Bian Mu hadn’t thrown away the feather duster.

“I thought you’d grown up, become sensible, and learned to behave. It’s all bullshit! How much more disgrace can you bring?”

“Please calm down. Let me explain,” Bian Yingning pleaded earnestly.

She should fulfill her duties as a “Bian family daughter.”

She dismissed the servants. As Bian Yingning was about to sit on the sofa, Bian Mu glared, and she quickly stood up again.

Bian Yingning was taller than Bian Mu. Bian Mu looked up at her, and Bian Yingning knelt down again.

Bian Fu and Bian Mu sat on the sofa, glaring at Bian Yingning, still holding their weapons, waiting for her explanation.

Bian Yingning beckoned them closer.

They didn’t move.

She beckoned again.

Seeing this, Bian Fu and Bian Mu were uncertain. They exchanged glances.

“This is serious. Come closer; we need to be discreet,” Bian Yingning said formally.

Bian Fu and Bian Mu took a deep breath and leaned closer.

They wanted to hear what excuse Bian Yingning had.

So, Bian Yingning knelt, and the two leaned in to listen.

“It’s a long story…”

Bian Mu glared at her.

Bian Yingning: “…I’ll make it short.”

“I didn’t do anything wrong. I was saving someone, someone surnamed Duanmu.

She was framed, and I helped her. But I couldn’t escape; the police were already there, so I became the culprit.

It’s better if I’m caught. I’ll just be scolded, but it’s different for someone from the Duanmu family.”

Bian Yingning summarized concisely.

Bian Fu and Bian Mu were skeptical, “What evidence do you have?”

“Evidence?” That was difficult.

Bian Yingning thought for a moment.

“Just wait. I did a good deed; she should help us… she’ll definitely give us something. Just wait and see.”

Bian Fu and Bian Mu sat back, pondering.

“But this will still affect us,” Bian Mu said.

“But since it’s a favor from the Duanmu family, it’s done,” Bian Jiageng said, “In the long run, it will benefit us.”

“Sigh,” Bian Mu sighed, “Let’s tell the Hua family and the police not to leak this.

If it leaks, the Hua family can control the situation… remove any online news.”

Bian Yingning remained silent, listening to them strategize, wondering if she’d escaped punishment.

“That’s all we can do,” Bian Fu nodded.

“It’s done. There’s no point in punishing you further, but don’t do it again.”

Afterward, Bian Mu sternly warned Bian Yingning.

Bian Yingning nodded vigorously, promising there wouldn’t be a next time.

“Two months’ allowance deducted. Cards suspended,” Bian Jiageng added.

Bian Yingning: “?”

“Didn’t you say you wouldn’t punish me?!”

She was already used to a comfortable life. Suddenly becoming frugal was unacceptable.

“We said punishment was pointless, not that we wouldn’t punish you,” Bian Mu said.

“Three months?” Bian Jiageng said concisely.

“You have a car to school, no need for taxis. You can eat at our restaurants for free. What else are you unhappy about?” Bian Mu offered suggestions.

Bian Yingning wailed, “…No, please, don’t do this! This is unacceptable!”

She almost threw herself at their feet and cried.

Shang Qinghui arrived at the door and heard Bian Yingning’s heart-wrenching cry.

She hesitated, unsure if she should continue.

But the maid had already rung the doorbell.

…

Bian Yingning finally sat on the sofa properly and saw Shang Qinghui enter behind the maid.

“?”

Seeing her attire, Bian Yingning was stunned.

Noticing her gaze, Shang Qinghui looked down and realized she was wearing pajamas, and fuzzy rabbit slippers.

Gray rabbit slippers with upright ears.

With her white fruit-patterned pajamas and loose hair, she looked like she’d just woken up.

Bian Yingning asked, “Did your mother kick you out?”

Bian Fu: “…”

Bian Mu: “…”

Shang Qinghui fiddled with her hands behind her back, nervously.

She had been too shocked to notice her attire.

She even considered agreeing with Bian Yingning and blaming Ouyang Fei.

Seeing Shang Qinghui’s silence, Bian Fu and Bian Mu found an excuse to leave.

Back in their room, Bian Jiageng was puzzled, “Did Shang Qinghui really get kicked out, as our Yingning said? Did she do something wrong too? Did they go together? But we didn’t hear anything.”

Bian Mu looked thoughtful, “Maybe they’re close. Hearing about our Yingning, she rushed over.”

Bian Jiageng doubted, “Are they that close?”

“Who knows.”

Girls’ minds are unpredictable.

Enemies one second, best friends the next.

Downstairs, Bian Yingning found Shang Qinghui’s fluffy appearance adorable.

The usually fierce Shang Qinghui was so innocent and cute.

With her cute face, she looked like a rabbit spirit.

“Looking for me?” Bian Yingning asked.

Only the two of them remained. Shang Qinghui was still flustered.

She hadn’t thought much before coming, realizing her impulsiveness.

“Let’s talk in my room.”

Seeing Shang Qinghui’s discomfort, Bian Yingning thought she had something to say and suggested it.

Thinking Shang Qinghui agreed, Bian Yingning took her upstairs.

Shang Qinghui was speechless.

To… her room?

Watching Bian Yingning’s back, Shang Qinghui followed slowly.

Only Bian Yingning lived on the second floor.

Opening the door, a large bed facing the bay window was visible.

To the left was an area with a computer and game console.

The floor was carpeted. A small wooden table with snacks was in front of the bed.

The room was large and spacious, decorated in white and light green, fresh and not jarring.

Shang Qinghui looked at the dark green flower-shaped cushion on the bay window, “Your room… is so green.”

Emotions are wave-like.

Half an hour ago, Shang Qinghui wanted to question Bian Yingning, but seeing her, she calmed down.

Bian Yingning took off her shoes, “Is green bad? It’s vibrant, full of life, and good for the eyes.”

Shang Qinghui: “…”

For some reason, she hesitated to enter.

As if entering would change her.

Seeing her hesitation, Bian Yingning turned back, “Just take off your shoes and come in. I don’t mind if your feet smell.”

Shang Qinghui: “?”

Your feet smell, your feet smell! My feet don’t smell!

Shang Qinghui kicked off her shoes, her pink toes visible.

The door was open.

“Close the door,” Bian Yingning reminded her.

Shang Qinghui hesitated.

Close the door?

Wouldn’t that be inappropriate?

Turning back, Bian Yingning sat on the bed, looking at her strangely, “Seriously? Closing a door? You think I’m ordering you around?”

That was sarcasm.

Shang Qinghui puffed her cheeks, closing the door with a bang, rushing to Bian Yingning, “What did you do tonight?”