After Becoming Roommates with an Obnoxious Wealthy Heiress - Chapter 43

Why be so annoyed with her? What is there to be angry about.

Yu Xian once again pulled the business card from her breast pocket and held it out to Qin Shuyue.

“The address is on the card. If you make up your mind, you can come find me here.”

Afterward, Yu Xian hoisted her medical kit onto her back and gave Qin Shuyue one last piece of advice.

“Remember to take your medicine,” she said with a wink before stepping briskly out of the room.

Qin Shuyue clutched the thin card in her hand and slowly lowered her gaze to look at it.

103 Jiaolian Road.

She pursed her lips and carefully tucked the card away under her pillow.

Lying right next to the card was a blue bank card that shimmered slightly under the light. She paused for a moment before picking it up.

On the back, a faint character for “Wu” was visible on the white signature strip; the rest of the name had been forcefully scrubbed away.

Qin Shuyue took out her phone and glanced at her WeChat messages and call logs.

Sister Wu’s last message was still the one urging her to come to work that day, and the call history ended abruptly at that same early morning hour.

It was as if she had vanished into thin air; no matter what, she couldn’t be found.

The bank card, which held 500,000 yuan, felt like a hundred-pound boulder in her hand unbearably heavy.

In her moment of daze, a steady, unhurried knock sounded at the door.

Qin Shuyue instinctively shoved the bank card back under the pillow, acting as if someone might rush in to snatch it away at any second.

Standing outside the door, Zhu Lingyi clearly noticed this slight, frantic movement.

With a leisurely gait, she walked inside and approached Qin Shuyue, whose eyes were filled with panic.

She sat on the stool by the bedside. Her gaze was relaxed, yet it carried an undetectable chill, making her presence feel less like a visitor checking on a patient and more like a debt collector.

The moment Qin Shuyue turned to see her, a memory that didn’t belong to her suddenly flooded her mind a scene of a chaotic outburst in a study that ended in a dismal failure.

Her first reaction was flustered alarm. Upon meeting those indifferent, detached eyes, she awkwardly turned her head away, her heart thumping violently.

Zhu Lingyi was such a petty person… how could she possibly let her off so easily?

“Miss… Miss Zhu.”

In front of her, Qin Shuyue always found herself becoming submissive without realizing it.

She was cautious and guarded, yet whenever the woman drew near, her heart raced like a small rabbit sensing danger screaming to flash its claws to drive the intruder away.

And yet, once the danger dissipated, a very strange emotion would rise within her.

Zhu Lingyi interrupted her thoughts.

As if performing a routine duty, she sat with her arms crossed and legs overlapped. Her eyes held a sliver of coldness, resembling the surface of a lake that no sun could melt.

“Are you feeling better?”

Zhu Lingyi’s lips were set in a tight line.

Qin Shuyue looked up in surprise, caught a quick glimpse of her, and then immediately lowered her head again. Her peripheral vision brushed over the medicine boxes inside a plastic grocery bag.

Her health had always been like this. After several days of glucose IV drips, she had regained some spirit, but she didn’t actually feel much better.

However, facing the inquiry, a polite smile appeared on Qin Shuyue’s face, though her fingers unconsciously gripped the bedsheets.

“I feel much better. Thank you for your concern, Miss Zhu.”

The person who had incited the school crowd to cyberbully her was this woman, and the person now feigning concern was also her.

Who needs your concern?

The smile Qin Shuyue was forcing nearly faltered.

Zhu Lingyi cast a casual glance at the expression on Qin Shuyue’s face and let a cold smirk slip across her lips for an instant.

No matter how weak and innocent she acted on the surface, she was likely cursing her out in her heart.

She reached up to lightly push the frame of her glasses. Her expression remained frozen and detached as she asked indifferently, “Are you afraid of me?”

The question wasn’t asked with much heart or genuine curiosity; instead, it was a very nonchalant statement.

It seemed like a question, but she already had the answer in her heart.

This little girl acted so respectful on the surface, but a streak of rebellion was suppressed deep in her soul.

Qin Shuyue did not answer.

Afraid? Why should she be afraid of her?

She was only afraid of being kicked out, or being hated for some unintentional mistake, and subsequently being expelled from school.

Perhaps, fundamentally, she was still afraid of her.

And yet, she wasn’t.

She was only afraid of the power the woman held in her hands.

She nodded slightly and lowered her eyes, smiling with a quiet obedience. “Miss Zhu has quite the reputation; naturally, I hold you in high esteem.”

After saying this, a wave of exhaustion washed over Qin Shuyue. She tilted her head slightly to look at the glucose slowly dripping down from the IV stand.

Upon hearing the answer, Zhu Lingyi’s lips curled slightly. Qin Shuyue was clearly dodging her question.

A faint, mocking smile played at the corners of her mouth, adding a touch of cold glamour to her perfectly composed face.

Up close, that face sculpted like a statue practically had the word “Venomous” written across it.

Yet she was so beautiful that one might overlook the danger.

In those quiet, deep eyes, a ripple slowly rose before being quickly submerged again.

It was as if she wanted to pull the small person before her deep into her own vortex.

“Then do you know the penalty for being disrespectful to me?”

Zhu Lingyi spoke these words with an air of casual indifference, like a cloud breathing out a light breeze, yet it was enough to make the creature on the ground lose its footing.

“Qin Shuyue, you have broken my rules time and time again.” Zhu Lingyi’s expression did not change, her tone did not intensify, and even her demeanor remained as airy as ever.

It didn’t sound like a criminal interrogation; it sounded as relaxed as asking a guest if they would like a plate of pastries.

The loss of control the feeling of her own established rules being frequently broken triggered a deep sense of loathing in Zhu Lingyi. It felt as if something she had always held firmly in the palm of her hand might leave her at any moment.

It made her very unhappy.

Meanwhile, Qin Shuyue’s mind was becoming increasingly muddled.

It was a chaotic mess.

From the moment she saw Zhu Lingyi, her head had been in a spin.

A surge of various terrors suddenly sprouted in her heart, so much so that she didn’t even dare to meet her gaze.

Her head felt dizzy.

She wasn’t sure if it was because of her illness.

She had no energy to contemplate the question Zhu Lingyi had posed.

Her head throbbed painfully. She sluggishly lay down and pulled the blanket over her body. She turned away, leaving only her back visible.

The room suddenly fell into a moment of silence, with only the sound of the IV bag dripping in Zhu Lingyi’s ears.

Zhu Lingyi, sitting on the stool with her legs crossed, suddenly felt her posture falter.

Was she being ignored?

It was as if a lion had meticulously groomed its fur only for an ignorant human to shave it all off with one snip of the scissors. She stared at Qin Shuyue’s back in disbelief for a second.

Then, she stood up abruptly. Amidst her shock, a trace of anger flickered as she stepped toward Qin Shuyue’s bed.

This woman was truly…

Just as she was about to lash out, an ill-timed knock came from the door.

A servant stood outside with a lowered head, requesting politely:

“Young President Zhu, your private tutor is waiting in the first-floor study. Would you like to start the lesson now?”

Zhu Lingyi clenched her fists.

She gritted her teeth and shot a glance at the nearly empty glucose bag on the IV stand.

A patient.

Qin Shuyue was a patient.

She couldn’t take advantage of her while she was weak.

That was a rule she had set for herself.

She could only swallow her burning indignation.

She turned and swept out of the room like a gust of wind.

After leaving the room, she strode down the hallway, her pace creating a breeze that lightly tossed her hair. Suddenly, she had a moment of realization.

What exactly was she so angry about?

Qin Shuyue what did she even matter?

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