Mr. Ye's Wife is Sassy and Flirtatious Chapter 412: This Is Violence

Chapter 412: This Is Violence

Translator: End less Fantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

w.a.n.g Qing glared at Rong Qi with veins practically bulging from her eyes. w.a.n.g Qing sneered, “Fine, that makes it simple for both of you. Rong Qi, do you really want to sever all ties with us so callously after all these years we’ve cared for you?”

“State your terms,” Rong Qi replied.

“50 million, for your freedom. From then on, we will have nothing to do with you.” w.a.n.g Qing stated. Her eyes were bloodshot; her normally radiant face was now visibly strained as if she’d aged a decade overnight.

“50 million? Even leeches aren’t this greedy,” Rong Qi said. Her eyes shimmered with amus.e.m.e.nt. “I think I’m quite free as it is. Tell me, is this 50 million for the sake of the Rong family, or to save w.a.n.g Song?”

Upon hearing w.a.n.g Song’s name, Rong Feiyu’s face twisted in resentment and said, “That’s none of your concern. Rong Qi, I know you want nothing to do with our family. So, 50 million to buy you a clean break—surely you’d be interested.”

Rong Qi turned to Rong Feiyu and said, “You do realize that if we have no ties, you’d have no reason to stay at the Capital University. You give me 50 million, and I’ll grant you your freedom. How does that sound?”

“You!” Rong Feiyu growled.

“So, you won’t pay?” w.a.n.g Qing interjected, gripping Rong Feiyu and positioning her behind herself. Her gaze was venomous, snake-like.

Rong Qi said nothing, but her silence spoke volumes.

Suddenly, w.a.n.g Qing lunged at Rong Qi, her hand raised to slap Rong Qi. w.a.n.g Qing was clear in her motives; they were on campus, where Rong Qi wouldn’t dare retaliate. As long as she took the initiative, Rong Qi would be forced to pay. She didn’t care how much, as long as it saved her son, w.a.n.g Song. This was why she had Su Yifan bear witness to this scene.

Rong Feiyu looked on, her face lighting up with glee. What she loves the most is seeing Rong Qi being humiliated.

“Apologize to my mother,” Rong Feiyu suggested, her tone dripping with schadenfreude. “There’s no need to be so defiant.”

Rong Qi scoffed. “Defiant? My mother has been dead for years; who are you saying I’m defying?”

As she spoke, Rong Qi effortlessly gripped w.a.n.g Qing’s wrist.

w.a.n.g Qing struggled, glaring at Rong Qi. “Let go! You dare to lay a hand on your elder?”

Just as w.a.n.g Qing finished her sentence, Rong Qi’s hand lashed out, delivering a stinging slap to w.a.n.g Qing’s face. With a shriek, w.a.n.g Qing fell to the ground, holding her face in disbelief as she looked up at Rong Qi.

Rong Qi adjusted her sleeves and said coldly, “What just happened wasn’t violence. This is.”

“You! Unfilial wretch! How dare you hit me!” w.a.n.g Qing scrambled to her feet, looking like she was ready to fight to the death. “You promiscuous disgrace! I’m getting rid of you today for the sake of the Rong family!”

w.a.n.g Qing lunged at Rong Qi again, but before she could even touch her, she was sent flying with a swift kick. She landed with a thud near a pond, face-down, motionless.

Seeing that, Rong Feiyu bent down to pick up a rock, “Rong Qi, you’re a jinx! Your grandfather and mother died because of you. Now you are killing. Why don’t you just die? I’ll—”

“Drop it…” Rong Qi said.

Rong Feiyu dropped the stone in her hand. Her eyes widened and held Rong Qi’s wrist with both her hands.

“Say that again,” Rong Qi cut Rong Feiyu off, her grip tightening around Rong Feiyu’s throat.

Rong Feiyu’s face flushed red from Rong Qi’s grasp, but Rong Feiyu still glared at Rong Qi and said, “You jinx! Not only did you jinx your grandfather and mother to death, but one day, Ye Nanshen will also be jinxed to death by you. He will die a miserable death without laying to rest in one piece, a lonely ghost. Uh…”

Rong Qi grasped Rong Feiyu’s neck harder as her expression turned colder.

w.a.n.g Qing, lying on the ground, managed to crawl toward Rong Qi. “Rong QL.let go of Feiyu! Are you courting death?”

Rong Qi’s eyes frosted over, and she released Rong Feiyu. But before she could catch her breath, Rong Qi dragged her by the hair toward the pond.

“Ahh, it hurts, it hurts!” Rong Feiyu cried, clutching her head as tears smeared her face.

“Feiyu, Feiyu… Rong Qi, let her go! What the h.e.l.l are you doing? Have you gone mad?!” w.a.n.g Qing shouted..