Yun Qi stood still in his place.
The snow was falling heavily.
In his mind, he thought of the Yun Jinnian he had seen.
That child was not tall, her body frail and thin, nothing like the plump, rosy, tender child she had been.
At that moment, she was covered in snow, with a wound on her forehead, half her face streaked with frozen blood, the other half deathly pale.
When she looked at him, her eyes were initially bright and sparkly, but gradually tears fell, her eyes started to dim, and finally, she left in disappointment, despair, and without any desire.
The corners of her eyes and the shape of her brows resembled her mother’s, and so did her temperament.
Yun Qi was standing outside Cixin Academy when Mrs. He, accompanied by her two daughters, came out and was startled.
In this family, it wasn’t Yun Chen who was the scariest, but the second and third masters.
Because they were capable of letting go.
Like Yun Qi, who wouldn’t want to make his mark at court? But he was willing to renounce court for a contemptible businessman’s life, and over the years, he had earned untold amounts of silver, but he never brought a single coin back home.
"The second has returned!" Mrs. He called out dryly.
Yun Musi and Yun Mulan promptly paid their respects, "Greetings to Second Uncle!"
Yun Qi looked at Mrs. He, at Yun Musi and Yun Mulan, "Elder sister-in-law has taught her children very well, exploiting your advantage to bully others is done quite impeccably!"
He stepped away and left.
Mrs. He was shaking in her place.
This wasn’t praise; it was mockery.
It wasn’t that he didn’t care; he simply couldn’t be bothered.
But now, he had returned...
Mrs. He could only feel that it was over for her.
If Yun Qi were to speak to Yun Chen, Yun Chen would not let her off lightly.
"Mother?" Yun Musi and Yun Mulan asked in a low voice,
Mrs. He, with teary eyes, took her two daughters and walked away.
Yun Qi entered Cixin Academy, where no maidservant or crone dared to stop him. Xu Xinmo, supported by Daidai, came out,
"Se-second, Second Uncle!" Xu Xinmo called out nervously.
She was inexplicably frightened.
Yun Qi looked at Xu Xinmo, "You are nothing like your mother!"
"But my grandmother said I resemble my mother the most!"
"Ha!" Yun Qi scoffed coldly, "Your mother was gentle, kind, understanding, she never stirred up trouble nor bullied anyone. Now tell me, how are you anything like her?"
After saying this, Yun Qi entered the parlor.
His words were virtually a slap across Xu Xinmo’s face, leaving her red-cheeked and humiliated.
Was Second Uncle chastising her for being malicious and bullying Yun Jinnian?
Xu Xinmo dared not cry because she had seen Yun Qi strike with his whip, lashing it out in a flash, sending people flying through the air, skin split open and flesh torn.
"Let’s go, let’s go. We’re leaving this place!" Xu Xinmo said urgently, frightened.
She was afraid Yun Qi would lash out at her with the whip next.
Daidai didn’t dare to hesitate and quickly helped her leave Cixin Academy.
Yun Qi entered the parlor, glanced at the furniture inside, his pupils contracting, and immediately smashed several items, creating a ruckus that frightened the old lady who knew of Yun Qi’s return.
It had always been ; whenever something upset him, he would easily smash things, regardless of the occasion.
The old lady clutched tightly at her chest.
Had he returned to accuse her, or to reproach her for mistreating his legitimate daughter?
But was that truly his daughter?
The old lady watched as Yun Qi smashed things and didn’t dare utter a sound.
"If you despise her so much, why place her dowry in Cixin Academy? You use her possessions, mistreat her daughter; can you really sleep soundly at night?" Yun Qi’s voice was cold and merciless.
It was like a sharp sword piercing the old lady’s heart, ripping her apart and causing excruciating pain.
Tears immediately fell.