Spoiled By the Young Master After Reborn In the 80s
Chapter 290 - 289, courting death

Chapter 290: 289, courting death

Song Xiran’s face showed a hint of disgust. "Auntie, I’m busy with something right now, so I won’t talk to you anymore." If Luo Shu were so easy to kill, why would he have waited until now?

"Xiran..." Song Yuyan wanted to say something else, but Song Xiran had already hung up the phone, infuriating her so much that she violently threw the phone to the ground.

"Damn you, Song Xiran! How can you be so heartless, ah!" Song Yuyan’s eyes were bloodshot as she yelled like a madwoman, flinging everything on the table to the floor.

The servants of the Yao Family had already grown accustomed to her behavior. Ever since Yao Qing died, Song Yuyan would have a mental breakdown every now and then. Thus, everyone kept their distance, not wishing to be near her at such times.

After smashing everything in the room, Song Yuyan sat on the ground, panting, and burst into a sinister laugh. "Luo Shu, I will kill you for sure, I will make sure you die!"

Yao Wujian returned from outside and saw the mess in the house, frowning deeply. He gave Song Yuyan a look of utter disgust and headed upstairs. He could no longer tolerate his wife.

"Yao Wujian, stop right there!" Hearing footsteps, Song Yuyan looked up and saw Yao Wujian, hastily standing up and rushing toward him.

Yao Wujian had just reached the halfway point of the staircase when Song Yuyan, who had dashed up to him, grabbed his arm. He withdrew his arm with revulsion and looked at Song Yuyan with a grim face, "Song Yuyan, have you had enough of your madness?"

"Yao Wujian, how can you act like this? Qingqing was your daughter, how can you not avenge her? The murderer is right there in Jinchen, can’t you have someone kill her?" Song Yuyan pleaded anxiously.

"Let’s get a divorce," Yao Wujian said, feeling drained, as he continued up the stairs. He truly couldn’t face Song Yuyan any longer, even if the Song Family would become enraged at him, he didn’t care.

"What did you say?!" Song Yuyan looked at Yao Wujian disbelievingly, her contorted face looking fierce and terrifying.

"We’ll get divorced tomorrow," Yao Wujian said without stopping, heading upstairs. He felt sickened by the mere sight of Song Yuyan.

"I don’t agree! Yao Wujian, you can dream on! I will never divorce you!" Song Yuyan screamed as she lunged forward, viciously grabbing Yao Wujian’s clothes. How dare this damned man want to divorce her? If he dared to divorce her, she would kill him.

Yao Wujian had tolerated enough and turned around, raising his hand and slapping Song Yuyan, "Have you lost your mind?!"

Song Yuyan covered her face, staring at Yao Wujian with eyes wide open—filled with disbelief, anger, and hatred, a mix of emotions swirling together. "You hit me? You dare to hit me, I’ll fight you to the death!"

Song Yuyan, like a madwoman, kicked and struck at Yao Wujian with arms and legs flailing, "You faithless scoundrel, you bastard, even if I die, I will not divorce you..."

Yao Wujian glanced at the long staircase, a flicker of murderous intent passing through his eyes. He pushed Song Yuyan hard, sending her tumbling down harshly.

"Ah!" Song Yuyan attempted to grab hold of Yao Wujian but caught nothing and fell backward, rolling down the stairs.

Only when she tumbled to the bottom floor did her body come to a halt. She opened her eyes wide, unable to believe the sight of Yao Wujian standing atop the stairs, watching her. "You..." He actually wanted her dead. In the past, for the sake of her love for him, she could even abandon her own sister. How could he treat her like this?

Trembling, she tried to raise her hand to point at Yao Wujian but, halfway through, it fell limply down. Her head tilted, and she breathed her last, her eyes still open with reluctance.

Luo Shu put down the morning paper, her lips curling into a mocking smile. Song Yuyan was dead, accidentally pushed down the stairs by her own husband. Consequently, Yao Wujian was taken away for investigation. It was foreseeable his future would be utterly bleak.

Song Yuyan was a member of the Song Family. Regardless of whether the Song Family members were compassionate or heartless, they would never let Song Yuyan’s death be in vain. Thus, whether it was Yao Wujian or the Yao Family, they were destined to pay dearly for Song Yuyan’s demise.

"Indeed, life is unpredictable," Luo Shu shook her head, took a light sip of tea from the cup on the desk, then turned to look at the neighboring yard. Her father had told her that her mother used to live there. She had thought that upon arriving in Jinchen, she would be able to meet her mother, but unexpectedly, she had run away from home.

The door to the balcony across was opened, and out came a delicately featured young man.

Uncle? Luo Shu raised an eyebrow, her lips forming a smile. She had a very deep impression of Uncle Yang Mujing. In her previous life, he would often visit the Divine Doctor Family to see her mother, always bringing loads of food and toys for her and her siblings, showing a particular fondness for her.

Noticing someone watching him, Yang Mujing turned his head and saw Luo Shu. A flash of astonishment went through his eyes, and he waved at Luo Shu with a smile, "Hello! I’m Yang Mujing." He had previously thought his neighbor was a man but was surprised to find a beautiful girl instead.

Luo Shu smiled and nodded at Yang Mujing, "Hello! I’m Luo Shu."

"Have you always lived here? How come I’ve never seen you?" Yang Mujing asked with a smile. Although he seldom came back, whenever he did, he always went to the balcony in the morning to exercise and water the plants there.

Glancing at the withered plants, a shade of melancholy crossed Yang Mujing’s eyes. His sister had been missing for over a month. Where could she possibly have gone?

"I just moved in," Luo Shu replied with a smile.

"So will you be living here from now on?" Yang Mujing sat down on a wicker chair on the balcony. If she was going to stay, he might come back more often—perhaps the early bird catches the worm.

Luo Shu took another sip of her tea, "In a few days, I’ll move to the university dormitory." Although this place wasn’t far from Jinchen University, she preferred living in the dormitory. That way, she could make more friends. Besides, she could practice her cultivation in consciousness equally well there.

Yang Mujing looked slightly disappointed, "Which school are you attending?"

"Jinchen University," Luo Shu replied.

"My sister is also a student at Jinchen University, it’s just a pity..." Yang Mujing let out a sigh, his expression suffused with sadness.

"Which school are you at?" Luo Shu knew well about her mother running away from home and was aware of the good relationship between her mother and her uncle. Her mother’s departure undoubtedly dealt a blow to her uncle. Moreover, the Yang family would surely exert pressure on him since they believed he would know her mother’s whereabouts.