The creature is one that naturally seeks good fortune and avoids disaster; they do not let such painful memories of failure linger in their minds for long.
Qing Yu, promise me, in this life, and the next, you will never, ever use your own life to punish anyone.
Because a life that ceases to exist will be submerged by the long river of history. Such punishment will not harm others, but only those who truly love you and yourself.
To punish yourself for the mistakes of others is the most foolish thing.
My Qing Yu is the smartest, she wouldn't do such a silly thing, right?
My dearest Qing Yu...
Xia Qing Yu’s originally hazy and confused eyes suddenly cleared. Under Xi Fu’s disbelieving gaze, Xia Qing Yu slowly lowered her head and turned the scissors in her hand in a different direction.
"What..." Xi Fu had not expected Xia Qing Yu to suddenly break free from her control.
She had been secretly learning hypnosis for many years. With her skills, how could a mere Xia Qing Yu possibly break free from her hypnosis?
If a person had a strong will, they wouldn't have fallen under hypnosis in the first place.
Unless they were supported by an unshakable belief, it would be possible to forcibly break the technique after falling under hypnosis!
But... Xia Qing Yu?
Just her?
How could this be!
Xi Fu’s eyes were filled with disbelief.
Xia Qing Yu turned her head and looked at Xi Fu calmly, "Why should I end my own life because of your mistakes?"
"You!" Xi Fu met Xia Qing Yu's gaze, and her heart tightened.
"Those who make mistakes deserve to die, not me." Xia Qing Yu pulled Xi Fu's hand and placed the scissors into Xi Fu's palm, "If you want to kill me, you should do it yourself; it would seem more courageous."
After speaking, Xia Qing Yu unhurriedly took off the gloves and apron she had worn while pruning the flower branches, stacked them aside, then stood up and gave Xi Fu a subtle smile, "Hypnosis? Interesting..."
Hearing Xia Qing Yu's words, Xi Fu's heart skipped a beat, and she immediately called out to the person who was about to leave, "Xia Qing Yu!"
Xia Qing Yu paused and turned to look at Xi Fu, her clear eyes reflecting Xi Fu’s pale face.
Xi Fu's lips moved. She now deeply regretted letting anger and jealousy blind her, underestimating her opponent's abilities, and rashly revealing her trump card in an attempt to strike a fatal blow, only to find herself in such a passive position.
Damn it...
"Is there something?" Xia Qing Yu looked at Xi Fu.
Xi Fu tightened her grip on the scissors, their tips glinting coldly. She gritted her teeth, seemingly calculating whether she could afford the price of this impulsive act.
"Who are you going to tell about today's events? Father? Or Tarik?" Xi Fu stared intently at Xia Qing Yu's face, "You'll tell them, won't you?
The moment you arrived, you wanted to snatch everything from me, didn't you?
Father, or Tarik...
They are all I have...
You have loving family, you grew up by your relatives' side, and you have a wonderful sister, but... they are all I have...
I'm so afraid you'll take them away."
Xi Fu's gaze flickered, and tears welled up in her emerald eyes, precious and beautiful like fragile gemstones. She gently bit her lower lip, her exquisite face filled with an expression of helplessness, so fragile that one would want to embrace her, to offer her all the precious things in the world just to see her smile.
"Qing Yu, I'm sorry, it was my fault...
But that was only because of my fear, my helplessness, my vulnerability.
In any case, I apologize...
I hope you won't tell them about this. I... I don't want to lose any more family...
Whatever you ask me to do, I will be obedient...
As long as I can protect my most precious family, I will listen to you from now on!"
Xia Qing Yu looked at Xi Fu, her gaze shifting. After a long while, she sighed and said, "Alright."
Upon hearing Xia Qing Yu’s words, Xi Fu lowered her head and wiped away her tears. In an angle Xia Qing Yu couldn't see, a hint of cunning flashed in her innocent and vulnerable eyes.
Raising her head, Xi Fu continued to gaze at Xia Qing Yu with those eyes she was most proud of, her eyes brimming with tears, "Qing Yu... you are truly a merciful and generous person. God will bless you all your life! Thank you..."
It seemed she had to find another way.
She had to kill Xia Qing Yu; only the dead could keep her secrets forever.
"Before that," Xia Qing Yu took a step closer to Xi Fu, a bright smile appearing on her face, "let me see just how obedient you are?"
"What?" Xi Fu was stunned. Before she could understand Xia Qing Yu's words, she saw Xia Qing Yu smile charmingly at her.
"Didn't you say you'd listen to me in everything?" Xia Qing Yu curved her lips, clasped her hands behind her back, and chuckled, "Organize these flowers I've pruned, and send them all to my room. Remember, arrange them beautifully."
After saying this, Xia Qing Yu turned and left.
"!" Xi Fu stared at Xia Qing Yu’s back, her eyes widening in disbelief.
This damned woman dared to treat her like a servant and order her to do such menial tasks!
She would make Xia Qing Yu pay the price!
Xi Fu gritted her teeth and, with a gesture of humiliation, reached out to grasp a thorny branch. Crimson blood instantly flowed.
Xi Fu gasped in pain, yet she endured it and carried the pruned branches upstairs to Xia Qing Yu's room.
Xia Qing Yu hadn't intended to make things difficult for Xi Fu; she just asked her to put them away and then left.
To prevent Xi Fu from hypnotizing her again, Xia Qing Yu pretended to read, not even sparing her a glance.
As soon as Xi Fu left Xia Qing Yu's room, she clenched her trembling hand and ground her molars with a clench.
At this moment, Tarik returned. Xi Fu's eyes lit up, and she quickly walked to the corner of the stairs. Only when Tarik approached did she deliberately step forward and fall softly into his arms.
"Xi Fu?" Tarik was startled to see Xi Fu's pale face, "What happened?"
"It's nothing... I might just be a bit anemic..." Xi Fu deliberately raised her injured hand to her forehead, "I feel a bit dizzy..."
"What happened to your hand?" Tarik's brows furrowed upon seeing Xi Fu's hand, "Didn't Father repeatedly warn you not to injure your hands?"
"Ah? I thought it was just a small wound, how could it be..." Xi Fu looked at her hand as if she were also startled. She looked at Tarik and, trembling slightly, asked in a small voice, "What should I do? Father will be angry, won't he..."
Tarik met Xi Fu's eyes, those innocent and frightened eyes. He sighed and then took her wrist, leading her into his room.
Xi Fu’s gaze followed Tarik, and a faint smile curved her lips.
No one would ever snatch the people she cherished most.
No one.