Sheng Sinian shot Sheng Mingyang an approving look, then turned to Lin Qingyu and said, "Qingyu, stop making a scene. If you go too far, I'll get angry. I've told you before, in my Sheng Sinian's life, there's only widowhood, no divorce."
"Can't we just part ways amicably? Do you have to push me to the brink?"
Sheng Sinian smiled and said, "Don't worry. Alive, you're my woman; dead, you're my ghost. In life or death, you belong to me, Sheng Sinian."
"Sheng Sinian, you're dreaming."
Sheng Sinian's expression instantly turned stern. Frowning, he grabbed her arm. "Qingyu, don't push me."
Lin Qingyu was frightened by his serious demeanor, sensing a murderous intent.
She was certain that if she kept pushing him, he might actually lay hands on her—staging an accident or artificially inducing some illness.
She trembled uncontrollably. Sheng Sinian, his face dark, shoved her aside and strode out.
Sheng Mingyang gave her a look that said "take care of yourself" and then got up and left.
Lin Qingyu sat miserably on the sofa, staring at the shredded paper littering the floor for a long time.
Eventually, she went upstairs to pack her things, dragged a large suitcase downstairs, took one last look at the house before leaving, and walked out without looking back.
When Shen Yunyun saw Lin Qingyu at her doorstep, she was completely stunned.
"You... you're here for me?" Shen Yunyun pointed at herself uncertainly.
Lin Qingyu nodded.
Shen Yunyun's mind raced. Could it be that the Beauty Pill didn't work?
But seeing her come alone with a big suitcase, it didn't look like she was here to cause trouble.
"Do you need something from me?"
Lin Qingyu nodded again.
"Come in and talk."
Lin Qingyu hauled the suitcase inside. Once in the living room, she eagerly opened it and pulled out a small box containing a pigeon-egg-sized pink diamond.
Shen Yunyun's eyelids twitched.
Lin Qingyu said, "This pink diamond was quite expensive when I bought it—over ten million. It's for you."
"What do you want from me?"
"I want to get a new identity."
Shen Yunyun: "..."
She didn't know Lin Qingyu, but the fact that she found her way to her doorstep meant she wasn't ordinary.
It wasn't impossible that she'd looked into her past with the Qiao family.
"Alright, when do you want to do it?"
"I want to try this first." Lin Qingyu pulled out the Beauty Pill.
Shen Yunyun looked at the pill, then up at her, and immediately broke into a smile. "For the sake of the gift, how about I book you a hotel?"
Lin Qingyu wanted to stay at Shen Yunyun's place, but Shen Yunyun refused.
She had secrets—how could she let someone live with her?
She drove her little electric scooter, taking Lin Qingyu to a hotel across from the antique market and booked her a room.
Shen Yunyun went over the precautions again.
Lin Qingyu thanked her repeatedly.
Before dark, Lin Qingyu took the Beauty Pill, feeling a bit anxious.
Half an hour later, symptoms appeared: thirst and constant sweating.
That night, she spent it drinking water and running to the bathroom nonstop.
She only fell asleep as dawn broke.
At two in the afternoon, she was woken by a knock on the door.
She stretched but hadn't gotten up yet when the door clicked open with a beep.
"Ugh—" The room cleaner, who had used the key card to enter, was caught off guard by the stench inside and gagged.
"Who let you in?" Lin Qingyu threw a pillow at her.
"Sorry, sorry, I thought you'd already checked out." The cleaner quickly backed out, finally able to breathe again.