A second chance with my billionaire husband

Chapter 1287 - 250: The Wicked Complain, Retribution Follows (Part 4)

Zhuang Xiyue smiled nonchalantly and looked at the stunned Meng Shujing, gently saying, "Sister-in-law, stay with Lady Meng. I understand that Miss Meng is upset after what happened, but if she does something foolish, she’d better weigh her own worth. Kids get over things quickly, but adults must remain rational. It hasn’t been easy for Minister Meng to reach his current position, and many are vying for it. We mustn’t give others the chance to exploit this situation."

The last sentence was a blatant threat. Zhuang Xiyue smiled, turned gracefully, and left. Her high heels clicked sharply on the floor, creating an exceptionally jarring sound.

Even after she walked away, Meng Shujing was still in a daze. She squatted down to pick up the papers on the floor, and her eyes widened as she read them, "This...."

Lady Meng took a look and clenched the pages tightly, with veins bulging on the back of her hand.

In the shadows around the corner, the three young girls who had eavesdropped exchanged glances, none of them speaking a word.

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Everything was as Dongfang Yi had expected. Someone tampered with the surveillance at the stables, making investigation fruitless. However, Meng Junci bribed a stable staff member to destroy the footage and tamper with Ji Yunya’s horse. This person wasn’t hard to trace, but her people were a step too late, as Yan Song’s men had already taken him away.

She thought Meng Junci was truly foolish; the plan was full of flaws. Even if Ji Yunya were killed, Yan Song could easily uncover her wrongdoing. There’s no way Yan Song would spare her.

Now she’s facing the consequences of her own actions.

Dongfang Yi was filled with scorn.

Zhuang Xiyue has intervened in this matter, so she’s not going to get involved further, lest it backfires on her. She sent someone to the hospital to express condolences and went to see Song Jinwen.

Song Jinwen was particularly unstable, shutting herself in her room, and the sound of things being smashed echoed through.

Lady Song sighed and shook her head, "She’s been like this since she returned. I’ve tried but can’t help her. Please, see if you can talk some sense into her."

Lady Song was a gentle and soft-spoken woman, quite easygoing, and very low-key. It was unexpected that her daughter’s personality was so drastically different from her own. Lady Song couldn’t control her daughter and simply chose not to worry about it anymore.

Saying that, she turned and walked away.

Dongfang Yi knocked on the door, "Jinwen, it’s me."

After a while, the door opened from the inside, revealing Song Jinwen standing disheveled at the entrance, her face pale. She stepped aside to let her in.

The room was a mess, with things smashed everywhere, leaving no place to step. Dongfang Yi remarked, "Jinwen, can you be more mature? What will smashing things change?"

"Ha, are you mocking me in your heart? I’ve made such a fool of myself today. All that talk of a piano prodigy was a lie. From now on, I’ll be nothing but a laughingstock." Thinking of this made Song Jinwen so angry she wanted to kill someone. Her obsession with saving face led to her downfall and depression.

"This will only hurt the ones who care for you and please your enemies. You must rise from where you’ve fallen."

"Can I really get back up? My only pride was crushed under Ji Yunya’s foot. I lost completely, utterly..." Song Jinwen held her head in her hands, pulling at her hair, her face twisted with pain.

"The teacher once said I was the most talented prodigy in piano he’d ever seen. I believed it too, but one day someone came along and shattered that dream. The teacher lied to me. I’m not the best. Why am I still alive? Why don’t I just die..." As Song Jinwen’s words grew more troubling, Dongfang Yi quickly held her, "A single failure means nothing. The teacher didn’t lie to you. You are the best; no one can replace you in this world. Why belittle yourself?"

"No... I’m not the best. I lost, ha ha... I lost to a woman I despise the most... Why should someone like me go on living?"

Dongfang Yi frowned, noticing Song Jinwen’s unstable emotions. She never imagined that someone like Song Jinwen, who seemed strong, was actually full of inner weakness. Ji Yunya easily shattered her emotions, and it was as effective as a murder.

It seems she’ll need a psychological counselor.

After a while, Song Jinwen calmed down and began eating, looking no different from usual, except her eyes appeared much more vacant, and she kept muttering "piano, piano..."