Joy filled Qiao Shiyue's heart, but her words said otherwise: "Wouldn't that be a bit much? My sister's never really suffered before. Just scare her a little, don't actually lay a hand on her."
"I know what I'm doing," Lu Qi replied.
Qiao Shiyue offered a fake concern: "Will this cause any trouble for you?"
Lu Qi cursed inwardly.
Qiao Shiyue deliberately brought up Shen Yunyun in front of her, even mentioning that the Qiao family couldn't interfere from afar—wasn't she clearly pushing Lu Qi to act?
And now she was putting on this hypocritical act. What a complete green tea bitch.
Playing the saint while acting like a whore.
Wanting it both ways.
But on the surface, she smiled: "I'm just giving her a small lesson, nothing that'll hurt her. Don't worry."
Qiao Shiyue was satisfied.
The people Lu Qi hired arrived quickly, just like the ones the fruit merchants had brought before, sneaking into Shen Yunyun's house in the dead of night.
Xu Zimo hadn't fallen asleep at all, but he didn't intervene either.
He wanted to see just how effective Shen Yunyun's security system was, so he concealed his presence and followed them unnoticed.
Lu Qi wasn't just planning a minor lesson for Shen Yunyun—she intended to ruin her.
These men had vicious faces and clearly meant trouble.
Shen Yunyun woke up to the alarm from her optical computer. Seeing the scene outside through it, she twitched the corner of her mouth.
Who else could that be lurking in the grass, skulking around, if not Xu Zimo?
What was he up to, sneaking behind those men?
The leader said to the others, "Be careful. I've heard this woman's a bit strange."
The message was passed back one by one, and Xu Zimo got it too.
The man who passed it to Xu Zimo suddenly felt something was off. Weren't there supposed to be four of them?
Why was there an extra one?
He looked back again and saw no one behind him.
Panic set in. He grabbed the man in front of him and stammered, "Brother Yong, how many of us came?"
"Four," Yong said.
"Just now... just now, there was someone behind me."
Yong felt a chill at his words and quickly glanced back. "There's no one behind you."
The man was scared shitless.
He had definitely just spoken to someone—how could there be no one?
He looked back again and saw someone there.
He grabbed Yong's arm again, making him look behind.
Yong turned around: "What's wrong with you? Acting all jumpy. There's no one back there."
The man at the front caught a whiff of urine and heard the two muttering behind him. He hissed at them to shut up and not wake Shen Yunyun.
Yong figured the guy was just a coward and irritably swapped places with him.
No sooner had Yong taken the rear than Xu Zimo tapped him on the shoulder.
Already spooked by the earlier talk, Yong froze stiff at the sudden touch.
He slowly turned his head and saw a man behind him, dressed differently from everyone else.
It was a man in ancient clothing.
He didn't dare move or even breathe.
The leader turned to signal them to pick the lock and go in, but when he looked back, he saw an extra person.
His face turned ashen, and his legs trembled.
The man beside him noticed his distress and followed his gaze.
Xu Zimo played tricks like a magician, letting them see him one moment and vanishing the next.