Chapter 187: The Price of Fate’s Gifts

Normally, Qin Yun would never lose her composure just because two girls arrived.

Anyone who knew her knew that Qin Yun was the type of person who wouldn’t flinch even if Mount Tai collapsed in front of her.

Even when she had a fallout with Fang Zhou, she could still handle her work affairs calmly before going to find him.

But now, Fang Wenjing’s arrival completely threw her off balance.

Facing away from them, Qin Yun felt as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.

Why is she here? Isn’t this something that should be kept from her?

After all, Fang Wenjing was still a minor. Even if she was informed, there was nothing she could do.

Images of Fang Wenjing from two years ago involuntarily surfaced in Qin Yun’s mind.

Back then, the girl was fair-skinned, full of collagen, and radiated youthful energy

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Whenever she interacted with Fang Zhou, it seemed like she was glowing, even the summer breeze favored her, gently lifting her hair.

Qin Yun was driven insane by it, unable to maintain her composure.

This led her to make mistakes later on.

Of course, Qin Yun knew it wasn’t Fang Wenjing’s fault for having such a good aura or being so close to Fang Zhou.

The blame lay with her own pettiness, her inability to tolerate even a grain of sand in her eye, and her overwhelming possessiveness of Fang Zhou, which clouded her judgment.

There were few things in life Qin Yun regretted, but taking Fang Wenjing away was one of them.

She could still remember Fang Zhou’s murderous expression and reddened eyes when he found her.

Late at night, she often dreamed that she had killed Fang Wenjing, and Fang Zhou, with a blank expression, plunged a knife into her chest, saying, “You killed my sister. Go to hell.”

Snapping back to reality, Qin Yun realized she was drenched in cold sweat.

The conversation in the ward was clear to everyone present.

The girl’s voice carried a natural cheerfulness unique to teenagers.

“Brother, I was so scared when I got the call the day before yesterday. Thank goodness you’re okay.”

Fang Wenjing had been notified by the show’s production team about Fang Zhou’s accident.

As a participant, Fang Zhou’s disappearance and subsequent blindness had to be reported to his family.

If anything happened to him, the show would be held accountable.

Since Fang Zhou had only left an emergency contact number, which was his sister’s, she was the one informed.

Hearing his sister’s voice, Fang Zhou initially thought he was hallucinating until he felt her gripping his clothes, smelling the familiar laundry detergent from home, confirming her presence.

He gazed blankly in Fang Wenjing’s direction, feeling a pang of guilt.

He had only gone to participate in a show, but ended up causing such a mess, worrying his sister. He felt like a failure as a brother.

“I…”

“There shouldn’t be any major problems. We just spoke to the doctor, who said you’ll recover in a few days.”

Chu Xinran, seeing Fang Zhou’s awkwardness, stepped in to ease the tension.

Her timely intervention made Fang Wenjing see her as the kind and understanding older sister.

Not noticing her brother’s discomfort, Fang Wenjing angrily slapped the bed, exclaiming, “It’s all because of that rain! It caused so much trouble!”

Fang Zhou finally smiled at her childish yet adorable complaint.

Following the force on his clothes, he held his sister’s hand, gently patting it, and teased, “If you slap any harder, the bed might break, and I’ll have to sleep on the floor tonight.”

Fang Wenjing’s pale face blushed, and she quickly clarified, “No way! I’m not that strong!”

“If the bed breaks, it’s because you’re too heavy, like a pig! Hmph!”

“You’re the pig, snoring all the time.”

After a brief moment of worry, the siblings returned to their usual banter.

This was a familiar interaction mode for them, a special way of expressing their sibling bond.

Chu Xinran stood aside, smiling at their playful argument, feeling her earlier anxiety melt away.

Han Xi’s assistant, ever the perceptive one, stepped back, waiting to assist Fang Zhou when needed. He swiftly informed Han Xi of Chu Xinran’s arrival.

Miss Chu is here, and she brought Mr. Fang’s sister.

Han Xi read the message, frowning slightly: Fang Zhou’s sister is here? Isn’t she still unwell?

During their short relationship, Fang Zhou rarely mentioned his sister, and after their breakup, they had almost no contact. Han Xi only learned about her later through investigations.

Han Xi: Keep an eye on his sister, monitor her health, and report any changes immediately.

The assistant’s eyes lit up, thinking: Investigating this is my specialty!

After chatting with his sister for a while, Fang Zhou finally asked how she got there.

She blinked playfully at Chu Xinran and said, “Sister Xinran brought me.”

“She was near our house and was coming to visit you anyway, so she brought me along.”

Hearing this, Fang Zhou thought his sister was naive.

How could it be on the way? Chu Xinran lived in a wealthy neighborhood.

And since when did they exchange contact information? He had no idea.

Before he could ask, Chu Xinran spoke up.

“After visiting your home last time, I found Wenjing quite endearing, so I asked Wu Shu for her WeChat.”

“It was just a coincidence today.”

Her explanation was seamless, easing Fang Zhou’s doubts.

He couldn’t help but feel a bit proud.

“Of course, my sister is so adorable, everyone likes her.”

Embarrassed by the praise, Fang Wenjing tugged at Fang Zhou’s sleeve, saying, “Brother, enough. I can’t handle this flattery.”

Their conversation was warm and harmonious, resembling a family gathering.

In the corner, Qin Yun felt like she was sitting on pins and needles.

She wanted to leave but feared Fang Wenjing would see and recognize her.

But staying wasn’t a solution either; they would notice her eventually.

After two years, Qin Yun didn’t know how much Fang Wenjing remembered or if she knew she had harmed her.

If Fang Wenjing recalled and confronted her here, Qin Yun wouldn’t know how to respond.

Indeed, one eventually pays for their misdeeds.

Qin Yun sometimes felt that the saying “reaping what you sow” had some truth to it.

The gifts fate bestowed upon her had long been marked with a hidden price.

tln : :O finally Qin Yun’s weakness