NFBE Chapter 309 Roar, the first life of being a sister to Muchen
Chapter 309 Roar, the first life of being a sister to Muchen
Only Mr. Qin and his wife, and Qin's father knew about the Qin family's plan to find a "disaster breaker" for Qin Heyang.
The reason why they didn't tell Qin's mother was because she was a show-off and couldn't keep secrets. Whenever there was something important at home, the Qin family would not let her know.
As for Qin Heyang himself, they didn't reveal a single detail. Firstly, he was still young at the time, and they were afraid he might accidentally let something slip; secondly, such a thing would ultimately damage one's virtue, and as the person involved, if he knew the inside story, he would probably suffer even greater backlash.
It is precisely for this reason that Qin Heyang has never understood why his grandparents insisted on arranging such an unattractive fiancée for him, and even had to bring that "ugly girl" with them to every important occasion.
After Mu Chengcheng was adopted, she was arranged to live in the villa she currently lives in, instead of the Qin family. The two villas were right next to each other, no more than 500 meters apart.
The Qin family arranged a full set of service staff for her, including a housekeeper, a nanny, and even a tutor after she stopped going to school.
It was not until the Chinese New Year when the Qin family held a cocktail party that Mu Chengcheng and Qin Heyang were allowed to meet.
When seven-year-old Qin Heyang first saw Mu Chengcheng, he immediately showed his dislike for her. He wrinkled his nose openly.
"Grandma, she stinks!" Qin Heyang yelled, fanning his nose with his hand. "And her face is covered with pimples. Is it contagious?"
Mu Chengcheng stood awkwardly in the Qin family's living room, her clothes stretched tight by her overweight frame. She lowered her head, her fingers nervously twisting the hem of her clothes. The Band-Aid she'd applied to the back of her hand from the morning's fall was still on her hand.
"He Yang! Don't be rude." Old Lady Qin scolded lightly, but still arranged Mu Chengcheng in the seat farthest away from her grandson.
During lunch, Qin Heyang deliberately moved his chair back and forth. When Mu Chengcheng reached for the vegetables closest to her, he suddenly spun the turntable, splashing the soup onto her sleeve.
"Oh, I'm sorry." He drawled, his eyes twinkling with a hint of triumph. "But since you're so fat, it's okay if you eat less, right?"
That evening, the Qin residence was ablaze with lights and packed with guests. Mu Chengcheng, wearing a pink dress, stood awkwardly in a corner, her pimples appearing even more red and swollen under the bright lights.
Qin Heyang was wearing an exquisite little suit, like a proud little peacock, and was surrounded and praised by several daughters of wealthy families.
Just as everyone was toasting, Mr. Qin suddenly knocked on his glass, and the whole place fell silent.
"Today, I have a happy announcement to make." The old man's majestic voice echoed in the hall. "This is my grandson's fiancée, Mu Chengcheng. Today we are officially engaged."
The guests were all in an uproar, their eyes fixed on Mu Chengcheng, who was sitting in the corner. They all wondered whose daughter she was. They had never heard of a noble family with the last name Mu.
Could it be some new family? Mu Chengcheng wasn't accompanied by any parents.
Mu Chengcheng, who had just celebrated her seventh birthday, was still not used to this kind of occasion.
She didn't understand why she had gained weight so quickly and had a lot of pimples on her face since coming to the Qin family. Although she was young, she knew that her current appearance was not good-looking.
But she has been controlling her food intake and only eats a small bowl of rice each time.
She lowered her head, her fingers tightly gripping the hem of her skirt, her nails almost digging into her flesh. Qin Heyang, on the other hand, looked as if struck by lightning, his face flushing crimson in an instant.
"I don't want to!" he suddenly screamed, his voice piercing. "I don't want to marry this ugly thing! She's so fat! So dirty! So..."
The housekeeper was quick to cover his mouth. But Qin Heyang was like a mad little beast, kicking and struggling desperately, and even biting the housekeeper's hand fiercely. With tears and snot all over his face, he was still shouting incoherently: "Let me go! I don't want her to be my wife! When I grow up, I will choose for myself!"
The guests looked at each other, praising Mu Chengcheng for her good looks. The noisy chatter finally drowned out the awkward atmosphere.
Old Master Qin's face was terribly gloomy. With a glance, the butler immediately carried the struggling young master out of the banquet hall.
When he was pressed on the sofa in the lounge, Qin Heyang was still sobbing and kicking his legs: "Why... why should I be with that ugly girl... She is not even worthy of carrying my shoes..."
From then on, Qin Heyang often made things difficult for Mu Chengcheng.
When Si Rong arrived at Muchen's villa, it was already dark. She pushed open the door and was greeted by a faint medicinal aroma mixed with an indescribable fishy odor.
After taking the Qingzhuo Pill out of his backpack, he put it in his mouth without thinking. Fortunately, he was in the villa at the time, and there was a bathroom and toilet.
The drug took effect very quickly, perhaps because she was overloaded with toxins. She sat on the toilet and never got up again. Dark sweat oozed from her skin, carrying a rotten, fishy smell.
Fortunately, the servants who took care of her were already used to it, and were not surprised by her frequent health problems. They simply prepared a light bowl of porridge for her in the kitchen.
Wait until she needs it and then send it to her.
The effect of this Qingzhuo Pill is similar to that of Xisui Pill.
It's just that its effect is slightly worse than the Marrow Cleansing Pill, and it can't cleanse the essence and marrow, but ordinary people can also take this pill, and the detoxification effect is immediate.
Mu Chen emerged from the bathroom, his face almost transparent with beads of sweat on his forehead. He held onto the wall with his hands, his steps unsteady, as if all his strength had been drained from him.
However, the pimples on my face have almost become shriveled, and the acne marks left before have also become much lighter.
"How is it? Can you still bear it?" Si Rong was still a little worried when she saw Muchen's weak appearance.
"It's not bad. It's much easier than when I first got here." Mu Chen leaned weakly on the chaise longue by the window. "When I first got here, I felt like I was soaked in a tank of oil."
His breathing was very light, but his face was much rosier than before, and his lips, which had been pale for years, had a hint of blood color.
"Can you feel where the Gu worm is inside your body?"
"It's probably near the heart. It's not very obvious. You need to feel it with your heart to get a hint of it."
Si Rong gently pressed her fingers against Muchen's chest, feeling his faint but gradually steadying heartbeat. She frowned slightly and whispered, "This isn't a good position."
Mu Chen closed his eyes, breathing slowly, as if carefully sensing something strange within his body. After a moment, he slowly spoke, "It... seems to be absorbing the power of the Qingzhuo Pill."