Li Feng felt sorry for Lin Fangwei and wanted to let her go out, but the other members of the family were unwilling. Eventually, everyone discussed and decided to send two maids, a bodyguard, and a driver to accompany her, and they requested that she try not to get out of the car.
What she wanted to buy, the maids could handle for her.
Lin Fangwei’s first stop was at the Medicinal Food Hall. She gave a splendid reason: she wanted to eat the medicinal diets and had the servants pack them for her.
In fact, she wanted to see Shen Ci.
Though she wasn’t sure if Shen Ci was at the Medicinal Food Hall right now, she just wanted to go and take a look.
When the maid came out with her packed medicinal diet, she was fortunate enough to see Shen Ci... as well as Meng Chuyue.
They seemed to be on their way to school together.
Just like usual, interlocking their fingers and talking with beaming smiles, they occasionally gazed at each other with tender affection, sharing a smile before looking back at the road and moving forward.
To anyone observing, the two of them seemed to be surrounded by pink bubbles—the kind that made people feel sweet and joyful.
However, Lin Fangwei’s heart was sour, to the point of nearly souring herself to death, yet there was nothing to do but endure it.
She was feeling sad when she inadvertently saw Zhao Sulan, hidden on one side peeping at the Medicinal Food Hall, and couldn’t help but smile.
That’s right, she hadn’t completely failed yet—she still had a way to turn things around.
Lin Fangwei wandered around for a while before finally instructing the driver to stop in front of Zhao Sulan’s door.
After the driver stopped the car as she had said, she pushed the door open to get out when a maid said, "Miss, the master and mistress asked you not to get out of the car at random."
Lin Fangwei delivered a smack to the maid with a "snap," "Chatterbox, they only said not to get out at random, not that I’m absolutely forbidden to do so."
The others in the car, "..."
There was nothing that the crowd could do, so they could only let the bodyguard and the two maids follow her.
Zhao Sulan was at home. After Lin Fangwei knocked on the door, she said to the several servants, "Wait here; I’m going to have a word with Aunt Zhao."
Seeing Zhao Sulan dressed plainly and no one else in the house, they felt more at ease and quickly nodded in agreement.
Zhao Sulan was very lonely, and her eyes narrowed with joy when Lin Fangwei brought fruit to visit her.
She enthusiastically invited Lin Fangwei to sit on the sofa, poured a cup of water, and said tenderly, "Miss Li wouldn’t be looking for me for something, would she?"
Lin Fangwei smiled slightly, "I was passing by and remembered you lived here, so I thought I’d come and see you. However, are you living here alone? I remember Meng Chuyue is your daughter, right?"
Zhao Sulan’s heart ached; she had always wanted to confide in someone. Seeing that the girl in front of her seemed kind, she told her all about her relationship with Meng Chuyue and the grudges between them.
Of course, she spoke about the episode of planning against Meng Chuyue’s kidney on Lin Fangwei’s behalf as if she herself had been unaware.
Learning the whole truth, Lin Fangwei smiled mockingly and said, "Meng Chuyue really is somewhat wrong here.
As I see it, you haven’t wronged her at all. You were just deceived.
However, I believe that as she grows older or perhaps becomes a mother herself, she will surely forgive you."
Zhao Sulan shook her head, "You say that because you don’t know her temperament. She’s a bit stubborn. The day you’ve mentioned might never come."
Lin Fangwei pretended to be troubled for a moment then said, "Actually... you could try to do something to appease her. That way, once the anger in her heart has dissipated, she won’t reject you anymore."
Zhao Sulan was confused, "Appease her? She indeed holds anger towards me, and it’s right to dissipate that, but how can I appease her? I can’t possibly find someone to beat me up, can I?"
If receiving a beating could earn Meng Chuyue’s forgiveness, she would be willing, but Meng Chuyue wouldn’t give her such an opportunity.
Lin Fangwei sneered inwardly: Zhao Sulan was just as foolish as before, which was good, as it meant she could use her without worry.
She lowered her head, pretending to ponder.