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A voice from outside announced that Shangguan Shaoyi and Shangguan Yiting had entered the residence.
Rong Yuqiao was momentarily stunned, her eyes fixed on Cheng Mo Su, who remained calm, her delicate hand covering the torn light purple qipao. Rong Yuqiao bit her lip, wondering what Lin Gege would think if he saw this scene.
But she had studied military strategy and knew that unexpected moves could lead to victory.
Before Cheng Mo Su could react, she reached for another porcelain bowl on the table, gritted her teeth, and smashed it hard against her own head. In an instant, blood burst forth, bright and glaring, flowing down her fair face.
It hurt immensely, yet she felt nothing. Rong Yuqiao flashed a proud yet cruel smile at Cheng Mo Su.
Cheng Mo Su furrowed her brows slightly; her expression remained calm, but inside, emotions surged uncontrollably. Just as she hesitated, Shangguan Shaoyi and Shangguan Yiting stepped into the room one after the other.
The sight before them was one of utter devastation. Shangguan Shaoyi's sword-like brows furrowed tightly, his black eyes flashing with a fierce light as he stared intently at the two people in the room.
"Yuqiao? What happened to you?" Shangguan Yiting rushed forward to support Rong Yuqiao and turned to shout outside, "Why is there so much blood? You girls just standing there, why aren't you quickly getting a doctor?!"
Cheng Mo Su silently laughed bitterly; in this situation, she found it hard to explain anything. She didn't care about others; the only thoughts that mattered to her were those of Shaoyi. She raised her gaze to him and found he was looking back at her, his dark pupils hiding too many complex emotions, with only a hint of sharpness visible.
"Lin Gege." Rong Yuqiao's voice made Shangguan Shaoyi withdraw his gaze from her. He turned to look at Rong Yuqiao, his expression deep.
Rong Yuqiao tugged at his sleeve, her bright eyes appearing pitiful under the mottled light. "Lin Gege... it hurts so much..."
"The doctor will be here soon." Shangguan Shaoyi looked at her wound, his tone flat and unruffled.
Rong Yuqiao weakly nodded and directed her gaze at Cheng Mo Su. "Miss Cheng, why did you have to argue with me and leave me like this..."
Cheng Mo Su smiled bitterly, her watery eyes deep as a cold pool. "If a person can be so harsh on themselves, how can they treat others?" Her glance swept over Shangguan Shaoyi's unfathomable handsome face; suddenly she hated this version of herself, hated only focusing on Shangguan Shaoyi. It felt as if all her actions and character were subject to his judgment.
Shangguan Shaoyi stood against the light, his sharply defined features hidden in a shadow. The various Medals on his Military Uniform shone with a unique brilliance under the Sunlight. He stood quietly, indifferently saying, "Sister, you take Mo Su back first."
"But..." Shangguan Yiting's gaze shifted between Rong Yuqiao and Cheng Mo Su. In her imagination, these two must have had some major argument. She intended to offer some comforting words but ultimately sighed, took Cheng Mo Su's hand, and said, "Let's go back."
Cheng Mo Su lowered her Eyes, nodded, and did not defend herself as she brushed past Shangguan Shaoyi. His gaze followed her figure; her back was straight, like a lotus blooming, untouched by the mud.
Watching her silhouette fade away, Shangguan Shaoyi finally withdrew his gaze and fixed it on Rong Yuqiao. At that moment, an untimely voice echoed down the corridor—Xia Yixiang said, "I brought the doctor over, Miss Cheng...". She looked around in confusion and asked, "Huh, where's Miss Cheng?"
"Mo Su went back first," Shangguan Shaoyi replied calmly. "Doctor, please check Yuqiao first."
The doctor nodded and carefully examined Rong Yuqiao's wound. He then discussed something with Shangguan Shaoyi in German before slowly applying medicine. Rong Yuqiao had been spoiled and loved to play since childhood; her language learning was inconsistent, so she naturally couldn't understand what they were talking about.
"The doctor said your wound isn't deep. If treated properly, it shouldn't get infected. As for whether it will leave a scar, that's a matter of personal constitution," Shangguan Shaoyi explained as he leaned closer to her. She could smell a faint scent of gunpowder on him, and her face instantly flushed.
"Brother Lin... if I get a scar, will I not be able to get married?" she asked pitifully.
He smiled and looked at the cut on her head. "No. This spot is covered by hair; how could anyone see it?"
Rong Yuqiao breathed a sigh of relief and smiled brightly. "As long as you don't mind me, Brother Lin, that's fine. But Miss Cheng really has bad luck; if it hit her face, that would be terrible."
The muscles at the corner of Shangguan Shaoyi's mouth twitched slightly as he leaned back against the silk pillow and fell silent. The room was so quiet that only the sound of the doctor applying ointment could be heard.
"All done," the doctor said as he stood up. "Miss Rong, please remember to rest well, avoid spicy food, and keep it dry." Shangguan Shaoyi nodded and translated for Rong Yuqiao while Xia Yixiang escorted the doctor out and did not return.
"Now it's just the two of us," Shangguan Shaoyi said as he gazed intently at her.
Rong Yuqiao tightly intertwined her fair little hands, her delicate brows showing a hint of anticipation, and her cheeks flushed.
Shangguan Shaoyi had no expression, his voice carrying a hint of coolness, "Why do you want to hurt yourself?"
Rong Yuqiao was taken aback; she didn't expect Shangguan Shaoyi to see through the entire situation at a glance, nor did she anticipate the unprecedented rejection and distance in his tone. Her heart sank, and she raised a naive smile, "Lin Gege, why do you say I'm hurting myself?"
He sighed and quietly looked at her. "Yuqiao, don't be foolish."
Rong Yuqiao was momentarily stunned. Indeed, what could she do that would escape his eyes? But if he hadn't intentionally distanced himself from her, why would she resort to such measures?
"Lin Gege, are you thinking that I'm very foolish right now?" Her tone carried a hint of a sob, making it particularly moving. "It's all that Cheng Mo Su's fault! If she hadn't appeared, we would still be as good as before! Lin Gege... what do you like about her?!"
Shangguan Shaoyi remained silent, the corners of his mouth unconsciously lifting into an arc he himself didn't notice. What did he like about her... what exactly did he like about her...
She was momentarily stunned; that smile... had never been shown to her...
Rong Yuqiao's eyes widened, on the verge of collapse. She grasped his arm with her jade hand, her red lips barely curving into an upward arc, yet her charming countenance was filled with sorrow. "But you still care about me, right? Otherwise, you wouldn't wait until everyone else left to tell me this. You know I care about face..." She paused, the smile becoming even more tragic. "Lin Gege, admit it! You have my existence in your heart! Even if it's not much, you're not wholeheartedly devoted to Cheng Mo Su!"
Shangguan Shaoyi's pupils slightly dilated as he remained silent.
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