Chapter 1784: Chapter 1783: From Now On, Just Pretend I Don’t Exist
If it weren’t for Gu Qiaoqiao and Sima Xiaowen being so nosy, she would absolutely never set foot in the Qi Family’s home again.
In her heart, Liu Ling cursed a few times bitterly. She put on her sunglasses and began to knock on the door.
It was Qi Fang who opened the door. Even with Liu Ling wearing sunglasses, Qi Fang recognized her immediately. He threw himself into Liu Ling’s arms, hugging her tightly, shouting excitedly, "Second sister, second sister, you’re back! Did you remember us? Yesterday at the mall, you must not have regained your memory then, but did you remember afterwards, right?"
Before Liu Ling could even speak, Qi Fang rattled off a whole lot.
Liu Ling frowned, examining him for a moment.
This little brat not only didn’t have his Divine Sense damaged, but a trace of Spiritual Energy remained within him, bringing unimaginable benefits to his future.
Although becoming a member of the Mystic Sect was impossible, the help it brought him in academics, career, and life was tremendous. Perhaps this is what people mean by a blessing in disguise.
Liu Ling pried Qi Fang’s fingers away, a fleeting look of disdain flashed in her eyes, and then she strode into the house.
Qi Fang stood there dumbfounded for a moment. The sharp young boy also sensed something was off. Why did his second sister’s demeanor seem different than before?
What kind of feeling did his second sister give off now?
Unapproachable, yes, that was the feeling.
Qi Fang felt a bit upset, but still followed Liu Ling into the house with a touch of grievance.
Ten minutes later, Liu Ling came out.
Then she unhesitatingly pushed open the gate of the courtyard and walked quickly toward the place where the taxi was parked.
To her, it was just a trivial matter, simply and concisely informing them that she had found her family, changed her name, and also changed her household registration. From now on, she had nothing to do with the Qi Family, and that one thousand yuan was to thank them for years of upbringing.
From beginning to end, she was the one speaking, while the Qi Family listened in a daze, not realizing what was happening.
Qi Fang was the first to react.
Qi Fang quickly chased after her, shouting from behind, "Second sister, second sister, are you abandoning us? Are you never coming back to this home again? Does this mean I no longer have a second sister?"
The little boy started crying as he spoke.
Liu Ling furrowed her brow tightly, looking displeased at the crying Qi Fang.
In her memory, she seemed to not have much affection with this little boy. Was it one-sided?
Really annoying, so bothersome.
She didn’t want any entanglements with these ordinary people, especially with a family like the Qi Family, struggling on the poverty line their entire lives and never turning their fortunes around. Even though casually revealing a few things to them would ensure them a lifetime without worries about food and clothing.
But she didn’t want to, why should she? They didn’t even share blood ties, why should she care for them? Otherwise, wouldn’t she just be supporting a bunch of freeloaders?
She owed them nothing.
She endured her impatience, "Stop crying. No matter how much you cry, I will still leave. Just pretend I never existed from now on."
Qi Fang looked at her through tear-blurred eyes.
Since he was old enough to remember, the person he saw the most was his second sister. He thought they had a good relationship, so why did his second sister disown them upon finding her family, not recognizing them anymore?
Suddenly, Qi Fang scrutinized Liu Ling with a serious gaze.
He noticed that his second sister dressed much better than before. He didn’t know why, but he felt that the clothes she wore must be the most expensive, which meant her new family’s conditions were excellent, unlike theirs. So, his second sister was afraid they would be a burden to her.
Having figured this out, the young boy’s heart suddenly chilled. He no longer tried to persuade Liu Ling to stay but stood blankly in the open space at the entrance of the alley until Liu Ling disappeared from view. He didn’t move an inch.
By this time, it was already evening. Liu Ling tossed ten yuan to the Driver Master, telling him to find a place to eat. Then, she went to another restaurant.
In a bad mood, Liu Ling ate briefly and then went to the parking area, asking the driver to take her back to the Imperial Capital. By then, the sky was already turning dark, and it would be nearly midnight when they arrived at the Imperial Capital.
Sitting in the back seat of the car, Liu Ling was a bit drowsy while the Driver Master up front initially chatted; however, after a while, he also fell silent.
By then, they had already reached a deserted stretch of road.
Drowsy and half-asleep, Liu Ling noticed from the corner of her eye that the driver kept sneaking glances at her in the rearview mirror.
Liu Ling straightened up, her sharp gaze sweeping over the driving driver, and then looked out the window. Sure enough, there was no village or shop in sight, not even a hint of light, only oppressive darkness.
Liu Ling glanced again at the Driver Master, then looked out the window and realized it wasn’t the same road as before.
She leaned lazily against the back seat, a faintly mocking smile playing on her lips, a chilling light flashing in her eyes—truly, if there’s a road to heaven, you don’t take it; if there’s no door to hell, you barged right in.
She spoke casually, "Driver Master, it seems like this road is not the right one."
"Why is it not right? This is the road to the Imperial Capital," the Driver Master replied, his voice tinged with something strange.
Then he stepped on the gas, speeding up.
As a result, the path ahead grew even more engulfed in darkness.
In the distance, shrouded in haze, were the outlines of mountains. Was he planning to drive up the mountain?
"Driver Master, stop the car."
Liu Ling continued speaking leisurely, "Driver Master, turn the car around, let’s go straight back to the Imperial Capital. I’ll pretend this never happened, otherwise, don’t blame me for being rude."
She was already in a bad mood, and this Driver Master really picked the wrong time.
The driver sneered, "Beauty, I’m stopping soon."
After saying this, he indeed stopped the car, then suddenly pulled out a sharp knife from a toolbox, threatening Liu Ling, "Don’t scream, or I’ll kill you!"
Liu Ling glanced at her watch, it was already past nine in the evening; this delay would make it past midnight when they reached the Imperial Capital.
A fierce look appeared on her face, her eyes growing cold, "I gave you a chance, you didn’t cherish it, so don’t blame me."
At this moment, the Driver Master finally realized something was wrong.
In such circumstances, aren’t young women supposed to be scared, screaming or begging for mercy, or some even faint out of fear?
He’s done such things numerous times and knows what kind of reactions these women have, but he had never encountered a woman like the one in front of him.
She wasn’t afraid of him at all, instead, she dared to threaten him.
The Driver Master gripped the knife in his hand, thinking that this woman was still too naive to dare travel alone to the Imperial Capital at this hour.
Especially since the road they were on, during the autumn, was under construction, and very few people passed through.
