Yun Shu walked over and pulled off the quilt, dragging her to the floor under the bed and said coldly, "You still have the face to cry? It’s your own incompetence that caused your schemes to backfire, leading to your current predicament. You got what you deserved."
"Your mistake was your impatience, blindly rushing at your opponent without understanding them. Reality has slapped you hard in the face. If you’re still my daughter, Yun Shu, then wipe away your tears and pull yourself together. Get back up from where you fell and take fierce revenge on those who hurt you. If you continue being so dispirited, then pack your things and get out of the Yun Family right away, don’t embarrass us here."
Kang Jinse watched from the side, having never seen Yun Shu this furious, she was too scared to speak.
Kang Jinxian’s wooden gaze shifted as she turned to look at Yun Shu, opened her mouth, her voice hoarse and torn.
"Mom... I was wrong."
Yun Shu stood there coldly, "Wrong about what?"
"Wrong about acting rashly, underestimating the opponent’s strength."
Yun Shu tugged at the corner of her mouth, "Things haven’t reached the worst yet, not many know about that night. Afterwards, your brother also sealed their mouths. It’s just that someone from the school leaked it. You won’t be able to go back to that school. I’ve arranged for you to be transferred to another school."
Kang Jinxian’s pupils dropped, her hands clenched tightly into fists, her sharp nails digging into the skin of her palm. It hurt, but she smiled grimly, mouth twisted in a sinister sneer.
Ji Yunya, I will never let you off.
The Eighteen Layers of Hell, I will send you down every single level.
Kang Jinxian had recovered, and after Yun Shu left, she hugged her clothes and entered the shower. Kang Jinse waited outside for a full two hours, so long she feared Kang Jinxian might have fainted.
"Ah Xian, why haven’t you finished showering yet?"
The next moment, the bathroom door was pulled open from the inside, and Kang Jinxian emerged, looking completely transformed. ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ novᴇlfire.net
She seemed calmer and more obedient than usual. Kang Jinse sighed and embraced her.
"Ah Xian, sister knows you’re upset. If you want to cry, let it out. But as Aunt Yun said, you must get up where you have fallen and stay strong."
Kang Jinxian smiled and shook her head: "Sister, I won’t cry. What’s the big deal about losing my virtue? It’s so common in today’s society. I just encountered a scumbag."
Her words were nonchalant, but her heart was bleeding.
The woman in front of her was her own sister, the only woman that the man she deeply loved cherished.
Saying this, it took so much effort for her not to let the next moment’s tears surge forth.
During dinner, Uncle Feng hurriedly entered from the living room and whispered to Yun Shu, who was sitting on the sofa, "Lady Yun, the He Family has sent someone."
Yun Shu smiled coldly, "Throw them out."
Uncle Feng responded and quickly left.
Kang Jinxian’s hand holding the chopsticks tightened, suppressing the flash of coldness in her eyes.
However, it wasn’t long before He An, carrying two boxes of gifts, walked in, followed by an apologetic Uncle Feng.
"I’m sorry, Lady Yun, I couldn’t stop him."
He An chuckled, "Lady Yun, I especially came to see Miss Kang. Hearing that she wasn’t feeling well, I brought some modest gifts, hoping Lady Yun won’t find them too simple."
Yun Shu waved her hand, signaling Uncle Feng to bow out and leave.
Raising her gaze to the man standing before her, Yun Shu’s chilling scrutinizing eyes involuntarily made He An tense up for a moment, before he straightened his chest, his gaze wandering over Yun Shu’s figure.
This Lady Yun appeared to be only in her early thirties, beautiful and dignified, elegant and gentle, with every frown and smile exuding a mature woman’s charm. Her skin was so white and smooth, truly a beauty.
He An thought to himself that Lady Yun was much more substantial than that bean sprout Kang Jinxian. What would it feel like to have her under him?
The sleazy gaze made Yun Shu frown in disgust, "My daughter Ah Xian does not need Young Master He’s concern."
"How can that be? After all, we have shared the marriage bed, and Miss Kang is a young lady, her reputation is more important than her life. I must take responsibility as a man."
It was like a toad lusting after a swan’s flesh.
Kang Jinse couldn’t help but leap out and scold: "Look at you, He An! I haven’t even settled the score with you, yet you have the audacity to come forward. With your conduct, you dream of marrying my sister? Keep dreaming!"
He An wasn’t offended and simply laughed: "Miss Kang, you are wrong. Your sister’s reputation has been ruined, and now everyone in Jiangzhou knows she is my woman. Besides marrying me, is there any other man who would dare to take her?"