After My Death, the Richest Heiress Committed Suicide to Be With Me - Chapter 15

Before Xiao Lou could speak, Mo Qinghan cut in quickly. “Lou, I am definitely not trying to do anything. I am just afraid you will be taken advantage of. Do not worry; I will just hand the cat to her and leave without saying another word.”

Xiao Lou was stunned for a long while. She could not understand why Mo Qinghan was so antagonistic toward Wu Yi, but she did not want any more friction over the matter. She replied, “Fine, then I will trouble you to make the trip.”

The dormitory door swung open with a bang.

Wang Huan strode in and dropped her bag onto the table with a thud. “Why are you two back so early?” she asked in surprise.

Yu Pingping followed closely behind. She glanced around and added with a hint of jealousy, “The two of them are always together, so it is not surprising they are back early.”

Xiao Lou greeted them both and then said to Mo Qinghan, “You should head back early. I need to continue practicing my calligraphy.”

Yu Pingping squeezed over to take a look. Noticing that one of the characters in the Slender Gold style was slightly off, she remarked, “Mo Qinghan, every time you are here, you interfere with the Room Lead’s practice!”

Mo Qinghan was both embarrassed and annoyed. She glared at Yu Pingping and snapped, “I did not do it on purpose just now.”

“But it is always you who causes the distraction, is it not?” Yu Pingping retorted bluntly.

Mo Qinghan looked at Xiao Lou, feeling somewhat aggrieved. “Lou-lou did not even blame me, so what right do you have to speak?”

Fearing they would start bickering again, Xiao Lou immediately intervened. “Xiao Han truly did not mean it, but it really is getting late. You should head back now.”

Mo Qinghan felt as though she was being pushed away, which made her feel very uneasy. “Then walk me back,” she insisted. “My roommates are not there, and I am afraid to enter the dorm alone.”

“So fragile. More fragile than Lin Daiyu,” Yu Pingping said, clearly finding her irritating.

Mo Qinghan ignored her, keeping her eyes fixed on Xiao Lou as she waited expectantly.

The invisible sense of distance in Xiao Lou’s heart grew heavier, but since they were still good friends, she could only nod and walk toward the door. Mo Qinghan’s expression brightened instantly as she followed.

Since starting university, Yu Pingping had only made one real friend: Xiao Lou. They both came from rural backgrounds, which gave them a lot in common, and she deeply respected Xiao Lou’s honest and reliable character. She had not expected Mo Qinghan to move in halfway and snatch her new friend away, clinging to her every day and making Yu Pingping feel like an outsider in her own room.

However, Yu Pingping was too embarrassed to voice these adolescent feelings. She could only take subtle jabs at Mo Qinghan, hoping she would take the hint, but Mo Qinghan only became more arrogant.

As the two left, Yu Pingping slammed the door shut in frustration.

Wang Huan laughed. “What is wrong with you?”

“Nothing,” Yu Pingping replied. She got along well enough with Wang Huan and Chen Pengpeng, but they lacked a deeper connection; she always felt they were somewhat superficial, acting one way to your face and another behind your back.

In the hallway, Mo Qinghan walked hesitantly beside Xiao Lou and pleaded in a low voice, “Lou, my roommates are away again tonight and I am truly scared. Come to my room and sleep with me.”

Xiao Lou, still feeling the friction from earlier, was even less inclined to agree. “I am really not used to sharing a bed with anyone. You can sleep with the lights on.”

Mo Qinghan immediately detected the coldness in her tone. Unable to figure out what she had done to cause such resistance, she felt a pang of pain in her heart. She did not dare to persist further and used her key to open the dormitory door.

It was indeed empty and pitch black inside. Xiao Lou stepped in first to turn on the light for her.

Mo Qinghan’s mood improved slightly. “Lou, would you like to come in and sit for a while?”

Xiao Lou’s expression remained calm. “No, thank you. Get some sleep. Goodnight.”

She turned and left immediately. Mo Qinghan stood by the door, gripping the frame as she watched her silhouette disappear, feeling lost for a long time.

Back in her own dorm, Xiao Lou felt restless and uneasy. She could not quite put her finger on the feeling, but she felt as though a barrier had formed between her and Mo Qinghan. Not only did their viewpoints often clash, but she also felt uncomfortable with the excessive intimacy Mo Qinghan constantly projected.

She felt a sense of irritation that her peaceful life was being disturbed.

Yu Pingping turned and asked, “Room Lead, why are you dazed?”

Xiao Lou shook her head and picked up her brush again. “It is nothing. I am practicing.” Calligraphy required a clear mind; she pushed aside her restless thoughts and focused on her work.

Her roommates were well-acquainted with her routine. Seeing her practice, they left her undisturbed and went about their own business.

After dinner, Wu Yi and Qi Qing briefly discussed the preparations for the new company, agreeing to meet with the other partners on the first of October.

After seeing Qi Qing off, Wu Yi asked Auntie Liu and learned that Su Lianxin was having a beauty treatment in the new room.

Su Lianxin had rushed back from the South Pole immediately after receiving Wu Yi’s message. Since no one else knew about her movements, the household had not been prepared. Wu Yi had instructed Auntie Liu to handle the arrangements.

The new room was on the third floor, the most luxurious in the entire villa. It was originally intended to be the master bedroom for Wu Shanyin and Lin Xia’s marriage, but as their union was purely for business, neither had ever actually used it. At Wu Yi’s command, Auntie Liu and the staff had spent the night preparing it for Su Lianxin.

Standing at the door, Wu Yi composed her emotions before knocking. Su Lianxin, recognizing her daughter’s voice, came out of the dressing room herself to open the door.

“My darling, Mother is having a facial. You have come at the perfect time; I will have them do one for you as well.”

Wu Yi said nothing and walked inside in silence.

Su Lianxin studied her closely. She saw that Wu Yi’s eyes were red and she looked exhausted, the very picture of someone who had suffered a great grievance.

Greatly alarmed, she asked, “My darling, what is wrong? Who bullied you? Tell Mother quickly.”

Wu Yi remained silent, her face grim as she walked to the sitting area of the suite. She sat on the sofa and buried her head in her hands.

Su Lianxin became even more anxious. Ignoring her half-finished facial, she sat beside her and asked repeatedly, “Darling, do not scare Mother. Tell me what happened!”

Wu Yi looked up at her briefly, then lowered her head again in silence.

Su Lianxin scanned the room and commanded sternly, “All of you, leave.”

The maids had already received orders from Wu Yi the night before, and Auntie Liu had emphasized that they must be extremely respectful to Madam Su. Upon hearing her command, the maids, beauticians, and masseuses all left instantly.

Su Lianxin moved to embrace her daughter, asking frantically, “Darling, my sweet Yi-er, tell Mother what grievance you have suffered. No matter who it is, even if the King of Heaven himself bullied you, Mother will get justice for you!”

Only then did Wu Yi look up, her eyes red as she asked, “Will you really back me up?”

Su Lianxin’s heart broke at the sight. She immediately promised, “No matter what it is, Mother will definitely back you up.”

As she reached out to hold her, Wu Yi turned her face away. Staring at the wall, she said coldly, “After school today, my followers asked me to go out, but I did not go. Tian Feng, the eldest son of the Tian family, mocked me. He said the daughter of the richest man is only rich because she is stingy, and that I cannot even afford to treat my classmates to karaoke!”

“You say you will back me up, but then why did you abandon me?”

“Ha! After you divorced Father, you left me when I was two years old and vanished to be free. Father married Lin Xia immediately and found an Uncle Chu to enjoy himself with in secret. I am the only one with no father to love me and no mother to care for me. I hold the title of the richest man’s daughter, yet I do not even have the authority to spend more than ten thousand yuan!”

“When I am out making friends, it is always Qing-qing who helps me out and treats me like a sister. Without her help, I would live worse than a commoner or a pauper!”

“What kind of daughter of the richest man am I? Even the paupers mock me in secret. Who loves me? Who backs me up?”

Su Lianxin felt as if she had been struck by lightning. She looked at Wu Yi, her heart too shattered to speak.

Wu Yi saw her mother’s panicked expression and saw her beautiful eyes turn red as if a flood was about to break through. She felt a twinge of regret, wondering if she had overacted.

In truth, her words were half-real and half-fake. She had exaggerated the financial aspect, but the lack of maternal love in her childhood was an undeniable fact that even a rebirth could not fix. It was impossible to feel no resentment toward Su Lianxin.

In her past life, regardless of her reasons, Su Lianxin had indeed left her for over twenty years. However, after her mother returned and showed her genuine love, and after Wu Shanyin’s actions were exposed, Wu Yi’s resentment had faded. In this life, that grudge was mostly gone, leaving only the regret of a childhood that could never be reclaimed.

She stood up and said awkwardly, “Forget it. I am leaving. You should rest early.”

Su Lianxin snapped out of her shock and grabbed her wrist. “Yi-er! Do not go. It is Mother’s fault for abandoning you. It is all my fault. I will make it up to you, I promise. Please do not leave.”

Seeing how emotional she was, Wu Yi felt a pang of guilt. But for the sake of her grand plans, she had to play this part. She told herself she would make it up to her mother with filial piety later. She nodded. “Yes, I will not leave. Do not worry.”

Su Lianxin watched her sit back down before she finally calmed down. Still anxious, she said, “Then promise Mother you will wait here and not go anywhere. I need to make a phone call and will be right back.”

“Alright,” Wu Yi agreed readily.

Su Lianxin looked at her one last time to ensure she stayed, then grabbed her phone and went into the adjacent walk-in closet. The moment the door closed, Wu Yi heard a roar of suppressed agony from inside.

“SU MINGTANG!”

“Years ago, you sold your daughter for money, and for the sake of you being my father, I endured it. Now that Mother is dead, you have abandoned us! My poor Yi-er! All these years, neither you nor your four sons have visited her once. You heartless, soulless beasts!”

Wu Yi almost burst out laughing when she heard this. Her mood improved instantly. Humming a little tune, she opened her phone and found her chat with Xiao Lou.

[Senior Xiao, I want to see the kitten. Is that okay? (^_^)]

Xiao Lou had written twenty pages of calligraphy before she felt her mind settle. She put down her brush and went to shower. By the time she climbed into bed, she finally had a chance to check her phone.

She saw Wu Yi’s message. She could not help but think of what Mo Qinghan had said earlier. Being a pure and sensitive person, she tended to take others’ words seriously. She wanted to ask Wu Yi about it, but she immediately dismissed the thought. Wu Yi was a senior in high school preparing for the national exams; how could she distract her over such a small matter?

She cleared her thoughts and sent a photo of the kitten she had taken the day before. Only then did she notice that Wu Yi had sent several messages, including a photo of a practice sheet. One glance revealed the effort and care put into it.

Junior Wu has great initiative, Xiao Lou thought. She is diligent in her studies and communication. Why does Xiao Han always seem to dislike her? She found it baffling and was slightly troubled by this disagreement with her friend.

By this time, Wu Yi had returned to her room with the personal funds Su Lianxin had given her. After a shower, she lay in bed happily planning her next business move. When she heard her phone chime, she sat up immediately. She smiled when she saw the photo.

[So cute! The kitten’s fur has become so smooth in just a few days. Senior Xiao must be taking very good care of it. O(∩_∩)O]

Xiao Lou was lost in thought when the new message arrived. Out of curiosity, she noticed that Wu Yi’s messages always included various emoticons. It made her imagine a charming and lovely girl smiling as she typed.

Her own mood lightened as she looked at the practice sheet again. The strokes were careful and diligent. Recalling that Wu Yi had asked for a critique, Xiao Lou felt a bit playful. She took a screenshot of the sheet, used the editing tool to circle a few characters with a red pen for encouragement, and added a small red flower.

She sent it back and received a reply almost instantly.

[I got a little red flower! I am so happy. (^▽^) I want to get another one tomorrow.]

Looking at the emoticons, Xiao Lou seemed to see a girl cheering. Her lips curled into a smile. Feeling even more playful, she typed: [Only one red flower. Junior Wu still needs to keep working hard.]

[Then what is the full score? (??▽??)]

[Five flowers.]

[Oh. It seems the revolution is not yet successful; this junior must continue to strive!]

Xiao Lou could not help but laugh. [Getting a red flower on your first day of practice is great progress. Keep it up.]

[Then I will try to get a red flower every day. Is there a chance? (⊙o⊙)]

[Depends on your performance. Goodnight.]

[Thank you for the guidance, Senior Xiao. Goodnight. (^～^)]

When Wu Yi received the final reply, she let out a quiet cheer and rolled around on her bed. Another big step forward! She now had a reason to contact Xiao Lou every day.

As she was rolling, her phone chimed again. She lunged for it and checked the message.

[By the way, Junior Wu, I have a sudden matter to attend to tomorrow at noon. My classmate will deliver the kitten to you instead. This is her phone number: XXX.]

Wu Yi recognized the number immediately. She typed back to confirm: [Is it Senior Mo?]

[Yes.]

Wu Yi felt all the happiness she had gathered throughout the day vanish. “Why? I was planning to treat her to something delicious at noon!” she wailed.

She sent another message: [Senior Xiao, can I treat you to a meal tomorrow evening instead? (^_^)]

This time, there was no reply for a long time. Xiao Lou had likely fallen asleep. Wu Yi held her phone, reading the messages over and over. Reluctant to turn it off, she simply stayed in bed and began memorizing her textbooks.

The next morning, she was restless, waiting for Mo Qinghan’s call. She waited until 12:30 PM, but the phone did not ring. She wondered if the cat had been sent directly to her house, and her heart skipped a beat.

In her past life, Mo Qinghan had met Lin Xia because she went to the house. If she met Lin Xia again because of this, she did not dare to think further. Whether out of guilt from her past life or to prevent Xiao Lou from blaming her later, she could not let Mo Qinghan be seen by Lin Xia.

She took the initiative to call. The phone rang for a while before a cold voice answered, “Who is this?”

“Hello, is this Senior Mo Qinghan? Senior Xiao Lou said you were helping her deliver the kitten.”

Before she could finish, she was interrupted. “I am at your school gate. Come out and get it.”

Wu Yi was stunned. She realized that Mo Qinghan’s attitude toward her was exceptionally cold. “Alright. Sorry to trouble you, Senior Mo. I will be right out. Please wait a moment.”

She hung up and walked out of the classroom, analyzing the situation. In this life, she had not clashed with Xiao Lou, nor had she offended Mo Qinghan. Why was her attitude still so sharp? Could it be that she had also returned from the past?

Suddenly, her entire body tensed up as if she were frozen. Wu Yi clenched her fists.

No matter what, when we meet, I will have to test her.

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