Quick Transmigration: The Charismatic One - A Sober Fall

Tu Mi didn't look at Yue Wuque again and turned to leave. The photo of Yue Wuque having an attack was one of his weaknesses, more than enough to knock Yue Wuque out of his position.

Yue Wuque, supporting his injured leg with one hand and leaning against the trellis, watched Tu Mi's departing figure and called out, "Tu Mi!"

Seeing that Tu Mi's figure did not pause at all, Yue Wuque said again, "As far as the candidates of the five major families are concerned, you are still not ruthless enough."

Tu Mi paused in her departing steps, slightly raised her eyes, looked straight ahead, stood upright, and spoke clearly, "Although I am not ruthless enough, I am a qualified candidate for the Tu family, and more importantly, a person with principles! Today, I have broken your leg, and you can seek revenge against me at any time. If you have the ability, I will not hold any grudge."

After speaking, Tu Mi ignored Yue Wuque and left.

Yue Wuque watched Tu Mi's figure grow ever more distant until it disappeared from his sight and into the rose bushes. Only then did he snap out of his daze, staring blankly in the direction Tu Mi had gone, and laughed in a daze, his laughter growing louder with each passing moment.

As Tu Mi stepped out of the garden, she heard indistinct laughter behind her. She turned slightly and glanced back at the secluded spot in the garden.

Tu Mi knew what Yue Wuque was laughing at. Yue Wuque was laughing at his words: "bottom line" is something that seems easy but is not easy to uphold. Not only aristocratic families, but throughout the world, how few people can adhere to a high bottom line!

Tu Mi walked toward the student council office building, Yue Wuque's laughter echoing in her mind. A smile involuntarily crept onto her face, unsure whether she was mocking herself or the seemingly unscrupulous Yue Wuque.

Hospital

Lying on the hospital bed, Ye Tianzhu listened to Yang Yi's report. The gloom in his eyes lessened, and the corners of his lips slightly turned up as he confirmed, "You mean Yue Wuque's leg was broken?"

Yang Yi stood respectfully beside Ye Tianzhu's sickbed and said, "Yes, Young Master Ye."

Who broke it?

"Suspected to be Jin Sesan."

Ye Tianzhu slowly closed his eyes, pondering in his mind, "Jin Sesan... that's also possible."

"How is Tu Mi this afternoon?"

Yang Yi glanced at Ye Tianzhu in surprise. Ye Tianzhu had been at odds with Tu Mi ever since Tu Mi joined the student council. What was wrong with her today? But even so, Yang Yi still answered honestly, "Tu Mi is the same as always, doing everything on time."

Ye Tianzhu lowered his eyelashes, thinking about what happened in the Wutong Forest, and said in a deep voice, "Yang Yi, where were you during the time I was in trouble?" After speaking, Ye Tianzhu raised his eyes and looked directly at Yang Yi.

Yang Yi honestly replied, "Bai Ling and I talked about some things at the entrance of the cafeteria."

Yang Yi then half-squatted down, letting Ye Tianzhu on the hospital bed look down at him, and said, "I'm sorry, Young Master Ye, I was too stupid and caused you to be schemed against by others."

Ye Tianzhu turned his gaze to Yang Yi with a solemn expression. Yang Yi had been with him since high school, and they had developed a deep bond over the years. He trusted Yang Yi with everything he did, but... being in a comfortable environment for too long could easily lead to being assimilated by it. Yang Yi needed to wake up.

Ye Tianzhu sighed and waved his hand, saying, "Yang Yi, I trust you, but you should be more careful with your words and actions."

Yang Yi lowered his head. "Yes, Young Master Ye."

..............

Tu Mi knocked on the ward door with a fruit basket in hand. With a soft sound of the door opening, the person who opened the door came into view: Bai Ling.

Bai Ling stared at Tu Mi with a chilling gaze, her voice soft and sinister: "What are you doing here?"

Tu Mi lifted the fruit basket in her hand and said, "I've come to visit Yue Wuque."

The whitefly's gaze shifted to the fruit basket, while Tu Mi looked at Yue Wuque? How laughable, it would be better to say that a sow can fly.

Hearing the noise, Yue Wuque, who was lying in the hospital bed, looked towards the door and said, "Tu Mi?"

Tu Mi shamelessly pushed aside the white cricket in front of her and peeked towards Yue Wuque, saying, "It's me."

Yue Wuque's eyes flickered, and he said to Bai Ling, "Bai Ling, you go out first."

Bai Ling glanced at Tu Mi one more time, then silently left and closed the door behind her.

Tu Mi walked towards Yue Wuque, and when she got close, she placed the fruit basket next to Yue Wuque and went straight to the point: "I want you and Ye Tianzhu to squeeze out Jin Sesan."

Yue Wuque slowly curled his lips, "On what grounds? Just because of those few photos you took?"

Tu Mi sat down, waving her index finger from side to side, denying, "No, no, no, yesterday's photos were just one of the things you, Yue Wuque, have to use against me..."

Tu Mi paused, leaned forward, and slowly approached Yue Wuque. Her calm eyes seemed to gaze into the depths of Yue Wuque's heart as she said, "And I know the sin you've tried to cover up your whole life, or rather, your childhood..."

At this point, Tu Mi stopped talking and looked at Yue Wuque with a meaningful gaze.

Yue Wuque lowered his eyelashes, his long lashes concealing his expression. Then, he gave a gentle smile. "Tu Mi, what crime have I committed? These are nothing but your imagination. Where is the evidence?"

Tu Mi shifted her gaze to the window, her eyes distant. "Besides you and Yue Sui, who else would know about that matter? How did I find out? How did I know it was related to you? Yue Wuque, you should think about this carefully."

He continued, “Despicable acts often arise hidden beneath the glamorous facade of aristocratic families, but if you expose them to the light and make them the center of attention, everyone, human or ghost, will criticize them. What do you think, Young Master Yue?”

Tu Mi withdrew her gaze and saw that Yue Wuque's eyes were gloomy, his usual gentle mask gone. She continued, "Do you dare to bet?"

What are we betting on? We're betting on whether Tu Mi has any evidence, whether Tu Mi is ruthless, and who the third person who knows about this is!

Yue Wuque tightened his outstretched hands. He couldn't gamble. Once something happened, it would eventually be discovered. Under the heavens, nothing is perfect.

Tu Mi stopped talking, but slowly peeled the oranges from the fruit basket. He needed to give Yue Wuque time to think things through and not push him too hard.

He popped the orange into his mouth, pressed his upper teeth down, raised an eyebrow, and thought, "This orange is actually quite sweet. I'll peel another one..."

After Yue Wuque finished sorting out his thoughts, he turned his head and saw several empty orange peels. He closed his eyes, composed himself, and said, word by word, "Tu! Mi!"

Tu Mi looked up at Yue Wuque: ? ? ?

Yue Wuque put on his gentle expression again. "This fruit basket is for me, isn't it?"

Tu Mi blinked slightly and said sincerely, "I'm sorry." Her mind was preoccupied with Yue Wuque, and for a moment she had forgotten that the fruit basket was for him.

"nothing."