lcionline Chapter 204 Don't Make the Same Mistake
Chapter 204 Don't Make the Same Mistake
Coincidentally, just as Ling Mo turned around, wearing a light blue shirt and preparing to step out of the mansion's door with light steps, enjoying the refreshing breeze on her face, the message from Xu Yanqing came unexpectedly like a surprise in the spring breeze.
"Miss," Zheng Jiaxuan, the personal maid beside her, said softly, with a bit of inquiry in her eyes, and asked slowly, "Master Xu sent someone to tell you that there is an urgent matter that needs to be discussed with you. What do you think?"
After she finished speaking, she lowered her head slightly, waiting for her master's decision, but there was a barely perceptible worry in her eyes.
Upon hearing this, Ling Mohui raised her slender eyebrows slightly, and a barely perceptible sharpness and determination flashed in her eyes.
"Since he took the initiative to propose it," her voice was as clear as spring water, with unquestionable calmness, "then let's meet."
He secretly guessed in his heart that this was probably the result of Ling Zhiyun being unable to suppress her anxiety.
If Xu Yanqing remains as unmoved as a rock, then this meeting will probably become the final chapter in the grudges between the two.
Yuexuanlou, a well-known restaurant in the city, is always crowded even on weekdays, and even more so today. The tense atmosphere that has lasted for several days has finally been released today, just like a taut string suddenly being relaxed.
Inside the building, some people were chatting and laughing, sharing interesting stories with each other; others were leisurely sipping tea, enjoying the rare quiet time.
Ling Mohui walked into the reserved box with steady steps. Xu Yanqing had been waiting in front of her for a long time. He was very respectful, but his eyes were flashing with complicated emotions.
"Mr. Xu, what is the important matter that you invited me to this time?"
Ling Mohui's voice was gentle yet powerful, and she went straight to the point.
Xu Yanqing looked solemn, as if he was brewing something difficult to say.
"Let's get straight to the point," he finally spoke, with a barely perceptible bitterness in his tone, "If you are still here for Ling Zhiyun's matter, I'm afraid we will lose any chance of meeting in the future."
Ling Mo sat back down, her posture calm, and her words without any hesitation.
"If Master Xu persists in his wrongdoings, I can only feel sorry for him."
Her eyes revealed a calmness beyond her age, a deep understanding of human nature and helpless tolerance.
When Xu Yanqing heard this, a complex emotion flashed across his face. It was hard to tell whether it was shame, embarrassment, or some other indescribable emotion.
"Young Madam, you are worrying too much. Today's invitation is not to defend Ling Zhiyun, but to remind you that you need to be extra careful in the near future."
His fingers unconsciously fiddled with his collar, and this subtle movement did not escape Ling Mohui's sharp eyes.
"Mr. Xu, are you feeling unwell?"
There was a hint of concern in Ling Mohui's voice, and her eyes showed the rigor of a doctor.
Xu Yanqing waved his hand and said casually, "It's nothing. I may be in a hurry and feel a little uncomfortable."
He obviously didn't care too much about his physical condition.
However, for Ling Mohui, as a reborn doctor, this tiny abnormality was enough to alert her. She stretched out her hand and said firmly: "Mr. Xu, please give me your hand so that I can feel your pulse."
Xu Yanqing was stunned, but didn't ask any more questions. He just stretched out his hands obediently.
As Ling Mohui's fingertips gently rested on his pulse, after a moment, her brows slightly furrowed - the signs of poisoning were obvious.
Ling Mohui quickly picked up the teacup beside her and took a sniff. The familiar yet dangerous smell instantly confirmed her guess.
Ling Zhiyun's plan was carefully planned and closely linked. She intended to use Xu Yanqing's hand to tarnish Ling Mohui's reputation and thereby consolidate her unshakable position in the Prime Minister's Office.
"Ms. Lin...Ms. Lin, I feel...very bad..."
Xu Yanqing suddenly came to his senses, his face turned pale and his voice was weak.
Ling Mohui quickly made a silencing gesture to him and glanced around vigilantly, suggesting that the surrounding environment might be full of Ling Zhiyun's eyes, so it was not appropriate to say more at this moment.
She knew very well that this was just the tip of the iceberg of Ling Zhiyun's plan, and the real storm was yet to come.
So, Ling Mohui quickly took out a delicate silver needle and gently tapped it to seal several key acupoints of Xu Yanqing, temporarily suppressing the onset of the toxicity.
At the same time, she ordered Mo Hua to rush to the nearby pharmacy and get the medicine according to the prescription she had written.
After everything was arranged, Ling Mohui turned her attention to how to leave this troubled place as soon as possible.
At this moment, the inner door of the box quietly opened with a slight "creaking" sound, and a figure rushed out like a frightened rabbit - it was Ling Zhiyun.
With the crisp sound of porcelain breaking, the vase in Ling Zhiyun's hand fell to the ground, and she herself was suddenly pulled away by an invisible force, stumbling and falling to the ground.
"Yun'er, don't make the same mistake again!"
There was unquestionable severity in Ling Mohui's voice.
Ling Zhiyun struggled hard and got rid of Xu Yanqing's supporting hand. Her eyes were full of anger and unwillingness. She almost screamed, "Xu Yanqing, you betrayed me too? Have you also been bewitched by that charming woman Ling Mohui?"
"Yun'er!"
Xu Yanqing was about to say something, but his words came to an abrupt end when Ling Zhiyun interrupted him with a swift slap.
"Ling Mohui, I will fight you to the death!"
The bloodshot in Ling Zhiyun's eyes became more and more obvious, like a wounded beast, desperately pouncing back at Ling Mo.
Faced with Ling Zhiyun who was out of control, Ling Mohui only took a step back. Then, a group of well-trained servants quickly rushed into the room, followed by the elders of the Ling family, including her parents, brother and sister-in-law, and important figures such as Fu Yansheng, who all rushed in and packed the box inside and out.
For a moment, an extremely oppressive silence filled the air, and all eyes were focused on this tense situation that was about to explode.
Under the solemn and complicated gazes of many guests, Ling Zhiyun's face changed from anger to panic, as if she suddenly found herself standing on the edge of a cliff with an abyss under her feet.
"Yan Sheng! Father and Mother! All of this was a conspiracy carefully planned by Ling Mohui! She, she took advantage of Mr. Xu's infatuation with her to lure me into the game. When I thought I could solve it privately and protect the reputation of our Ling family, she, she showed no remorse and even framed me!"
Ling Zhiyun's voice was trembling, and her finger was pointing at Ling Mohui, her eyes full of disbelief and pain.
Ling Mohui met his gaze with an icy coldness, and a sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "Ling Zhiyun, you are still quibbling until now. Do you really want me to expose your ugly face under the last layer of veil in public before you will give up?"
Faced with the provocation, Ling Zhiyun's teeth were almost broken, and her voice trembled with anger: "You, Ling Mohui, are the one with ulterior motives! The affair between you and Xu Yanqing has long been no secret. If I hadn't stopped you in time, your evil intentions would have made Yan Sheng lose face!"