Transmigration: Getting Rich with My Space and Supplies novel Chapter 711

Chapter 711: Chapter 645: The Cannon Fodder Older Sister of the Gentle Flower Female Lead in the Domineering CEO Story 62 (Finale)

This was Rong Yan’s first public appearance in the Qin Family.

Because of her status, there were still many who tried to please her.

Having finally gotten away, Rong Yan decided to first visit the restroom.

After telling Qin Ye, he immediately said, "I’ll take you to our room."

He used "our" instead of "I."

This made Rong Yan look up at him, and seeing the joy in his eyes, she was momentarily stunned and then nodded, "Okay!"

The two of them headed toward the staircase...

Qin Ye’s room was on the third floor.

He opened the door to a master bedroom.

"This is our room."

Rong Yan walked in.

"I haven’t slept here much over the years, but it should all be clean; Uncle Song usually cleans it."

His room was off-limits to others, but Uncle Song could enter, so on the days he wasn’t there, the room was kept tidy entirely thanks to Uncle Song.

Rong Yan glanced at the big bed covered with red wedding sheets, probably laid out specially knowing she and Qin Ye would return today.

"Are you staying here tonight?"

Qin Ye shook his head, "No, we will go back tonight."

Unless it was for something special, he did not want to stay here.

Rong Yan nodded; she had merely asked out of curiosity, without any other implication.

After all, it didn’t matter to her whether they stayed there or not.

Of course, going home would be even better!

Qin Ye, remembering why they had come upstairs, pointed toward the bathroom and said, "Weren’t you going to the restroom? It’s over there!"

Rong Yan: ...?

How could she not see such a big bathroom right there?

Rong Qiao didn’t really want to approach Rong Yan, but... her mother-in-law, Madam Song, had been urging her repeatedly, so she had no choice but to look for her.

She had been waiting for an opportunity, but there hadn’t been an appropriate time.

Too many people surrounded Rong Yan... it was difficult to get close.

As the time for the banquet to end drew near...

Rong Qiao grew anxious.

If she couldn’t speak with Rong Yan soon, she guessed her mother-in-law would definitely fault her later.

Finally, she saw Rong Yan alone... thus, despite her own discomfort, she quickly walked towards Rong Yan...

Rong Yan had just managed to slip away and found a corner to rest for a bit.

Little did she know that she wouldn’t even spend two minutes alone before someone approached.

She wasn’t surprised at the arrival of Rong Qiao at all.

After all, this person had been watching her all night long.

Rong Qiao initially wanted to call her "sister," but remembering her warning, she changed her address: "...Rong Yan, can we talk?"

Rong Yan looked at her with indifferent eyes, as if looking at a stranger, without uttering a word.

Rong Qiao felt uncomfortable under her gaze, and the indifference made her feel particularly uneasy.

Holding back her emotions, "Mom and Dad left just us two, can’t we get along well? If I did something wrong in the past, I sincerely apologize to you here..."

"I’m sorry!"

"Sister! We are the closest blood relatives left in this world, can’t we get along?"

Rong Yan sneered coldly, "Why should I get along with you? Is there a need? And, people who no longer have any relation, why do they keep coming up to me every time? Have you no dignity left?"

"That’s not like you back in those days!"

The latter remark, though light, drained all color from Rong Qiao’s face.

Trembling her pale lips, "...why do you hate me so much?"

She just couldn’t understand; they were good sisters before... how could it turn into such hatred overnight?

The corners of Rong Yan’s mouth curled in sarcasm, a selfish person would never reflect, and they would never realize their own faults because others are always to blame.

"When you stand by the abusers and make excuses for those abusers, the sister who always supported you died. So, don’t ever come claiming kinship again."

After saying that, Rong Yan walked away.

Leaving behind Rong Qiao, who seemed depleted of all vigor.

She didn’t understand... Wasn’t it just a minor incident back then? Why hold onto it after so many years?

And wasn’t Song Rui forced to transfer schools right before his university entrance exams?

As her body staggered, Song Rui who had been called over, steadied her.

"Qiaoqiao, what happened?"

Tears reddened Rong Qiao’s eyes as she dove into Song Rui’s embrace, "...Brother Rui, why is she so petty? Why does she hold such grudges... She still resents what happened back then..."

Her voice was fragmented and full of despair.

Song Rui’s expression darkened instantly.

He hadn’t expected Rong Yan to still hold a grudge over those past events... Back then, everyone was just seventeen or eighteen years old, and besides, he had only wanted to teach her a small lesson as he couldn’t stand her bullying Rong Qiao. It wasn’t like he had actually harmed her.

Furthermore, hadn’t she already taken her revenge at that time?

So many years had passed—yet she still held a grudge.

"Don’t be sad, she’s not as kind as you. Since she doesn’t want to deal with us, let’s just keep our distance from now on."

Having achieved some success, she really thinks she’s part of the upper class, not even recognizing her own sister.

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