Chapter 107: You Made the First Move

Lin Qingxue stared at Luo Xiaoning for two seconds, then glanced at Su Yutao in her arms.

She turned and placed Su Yutao on the sofa, letting her lean against a cushion.

Su Yutao refused to let go. Her fingers hooked around Lin Qingxue’s collar.

Lin Qingxue gently pried her hand away, her voice cold. “Wait here. I’ll deal with her first.”

Su Yutao’s hand fell away.

She curled up on the sofa, hugging Qiansui, tucking herself into a ball.

Qiansui whispered in her ear, “Host, she’s about to take action.”

Su Yutao buried her face in Qiansui’s fur and said nothing.

In her heart, she said to Qiansui, [Qiansui, tell me properly: how should we deal with this pink-haired girl? Should we beat her to death, or beat her until she’s crippled?]

Qiansui thought for a moment. “I don’t know. Let’s watch first.”

Lin Qingxue turned around and looked at Luo Xiaoning on the floor.

Luo Xiaoning was still curled there, clutching her stomach, face streaked with tears.

Seeing Lin Qingxue walk toward her, she shrank backward until her back hit the leg of the tea table.

The pain made her suck in a breath, but she didn’t dare cry out. She just looked up at Lin Qingxue, her eyes filled with fear.

“Lin… Sister Lin… it really was her who started…”

Her voice stuck in her throat, because Lin Qingxue had already crouched down.

Lin Qingxue reached out, gripped Luo Xiaoning’s chin, lifted her face, and stared into her eyes.

Luo Xiaoning’s face was covered in tears and snot. Her lips trembled, her teeth chattered.

Lin Qingxue looked at her for two seconds, let go, stood up, and looked down at the trembling mess on the floor.

“In this afternoon’s memory.”

Her voice was slow, as if she were reading a report.

“There are fingernail marks on your neck.”

“The imprints are low, angled from bottom to top. The little one did it.”

Luo Xiaoning froze, then nodded frantically.

“Yes! She grabbed me first! In the bathroom! She almost choked me to death!”

Her voice was shrill and hurried, like she was grabbing a lifeline.

“Sister Lin, she’s not as innocent as you think. She’s playing pitiful…”

Lin Qingxue didn’t let her finish.

She bent down, seized Luo Xiaoning’s wrist, and yanked her up from the floor.

Luo Xiaoning stumbled, and before she could steady herself, Lin Qingxue twisted her wrist and pinned her arm behind her back.

Luo Xiaoning screamed in pain, her face turning red, tears dripping down.

“Lin… Sister Lin… it hurts…”

Lin Qingxue’s voice was flat. “She’s a little blind girl. Why would she mess with you? She can’t speak, and she can’t see.”

“When you two were in there alone, you must have been bullying her. That bite mark on your hand? She only bites when she’s cornered.”

As she spoke, she unconsciously glanced at her own wrist.

Then she said word by word, as if pronouncing a final judgment.

“You made the first move.”

She released her hand. Luo Xiaoning clutched her arm, crouching on the floor, gasping from the pain.

Lin Qingxue didn’t stop.

She crouched down, grabbed Luo Xiaoning’s left hand, pinched her pinky finger, and bent it gently backward.

“Crack.”

A soft sound. The bone didn’t break, but the joint popped out of place.

Luo Xiaoning shrieked, tears bursting out, her whole face twisting.

She cradled that finger, trembling in pain.

Lin Qingxue said calmly, “It’ll swell by tomorrow, but it won’t affect your ability to hold a bowl.”

She released that finger and pinched the ring finger.

“Crack.”

Luo Xiaoning’s scream turned into a plea. “Stop… Sister Lin… I was wrong… I was really wrong…”

Lin Qingxue didn’t stop. She pinched the middle finger.

“Crack.”

Three fingers, dislocated, swollen, but not broken.

Luo Xiaoning cradled her left hand, curling up, sobbing uncontrollably.

Lin Qingxue stood up, looked down at her, her gaze utterly flat.

She lifted her foot and kicked Luo Xiaoning’s shin.

Not hard, but accurate.

Luo Xiaoning let out a muffled groan, clutching her leg, her face white from pain.

Lin Qingxue kicked the other leg as well.

Luo Xiaoning collapsed onto the floor, both shins burning with pain, as if beaten by a stick.

She lay there, not daring to move, not daring to sob out loud. Tears streamed down her face in silence.

Lin Qingxue looked at her and said flatly, “Can you walk tomorrow?”

Luo Xiaoning nodded desperately, tears scattering across the floor.

“Can you talk?”

She nodded just as frantically.

Lin Qingxue said, “That’s good enough. You can still take care of people.”

Luo Xiaoning lay on the floor, sucking in air.

Her mind was racing, racing wildly.

She remembered the bathroom. She had made the first move.

But what about later?

Later, in the living room, it was clearly that little blind girl who came to provoke her.

Poking her face. Pulling her blanket. Pinching her arm.

Over and over, as if deliberately waiting for her to strike.

Luo Xiaoning endured the pain and lifted her head.

She looked at Su Yutao on the sofa.

The little blind girl was curled up, hugging the penguin, white hair hanging down to cover half her face.

She couldn’t see Su Yutao’s expression, but she could see the corner of her mouth. It was slightly curved. She was smiling.

Luo Xiaoning’s mind buzzed.

‘She did it on purpose.’

She knew Sister Lin would wake up tonight. She knew Sister Lin would see the injuries on her face. She knew Sister Lin would stand up for her.

She had deliberately provoked Luo Xiaoning, deliberately let her strike, deliberately left evidence.

Luo Xiaoning gritted her teeth. Her nails dug into her palm. It hurt, but not as much as the hatred in her heart.

She lowered her head and said nothing.

She knew she had lost. Lost to a little good-for-nothing who was blind and mute.

Lin Qingxue was also watching Su Yutao.

That little blind girl had stopped trembling the moment Lin Qingxue started beating Luo Xiaoning. Her “whimper” sounds had also stopped.

She curled up on the sofa, her face buried in the penguin, shoulders quivering slightly. Not from crying. From laughing.

Lin Qingxue looked away and said nothing.

She walked to Luo Xiaoning, looked down at her, and said, “Tomorrow, you’ll take care of her.”

Luo Xiaoning froze.

She raised her head, eyes red and swollen, face covered in tears. “Why… why me? I…”

Lin Qingxue frowned, bent down, grabbed a fistful of Luo Xiaoning’s hair, and lifted her head.

Luo Xiaoning grimaced in pain but didn’t dare make a sound.

Lin Qingxue stared into her eyes, a trace of impatience in her voice.

“Did I actually hire an idiot? I brought you here to take care of the little one, and instead you bully her.”

“And you don’t even know what your mission was this time?”

Luo Xiaoning’s tears fell again, her voice small and aggrieved.

“The… the higher-ups in the organization just said to keep an eye on you… And Sister Lin, you weren’t like this… You were so gentle this morning…”

Su Yutao heard this from the sofa and couldn’t hold it in.

“Pfft.”

She laughed.

The laugh was light and brief, but it rang out clearly in the quiet living room.

She was too lazy to keep pretending. She lifted her face straight out of the penguin, the corners of her mouth curved up, aimed toward the direction of Luo Xiaoning’s voice.

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