RoCD Chapter 63

Fu Shu was naturally aloof. Even in front of these so-called friends and companions, she never forced herself to tolerate anything.

Unlike the others, who still had to rely on their families to survive and were constrained by their rules, Fu Shu herself was the most noble existence, the one everyone most wanted to befriend. If you were to ask who in their circle had the strongest network, it was undoubtedly Fu Shu.

All she had to do was show her interest, and connections would come flocking to her.

Muzi Qi and Su Rui felt Fu Shu’s cold, sharp aura the most keenly. Her face turning an unnatural pale shade, Su Rui couldn’t shake the feeling that Fu Shu’s words had been directed at her—a blatant warning. But how could that be?

She hadn’t done anything to Fu Shu, had she?

“Boss.”

Realizing he was just collateral damage, Muzi Qi felt terribly wronged. Heaven knew how terrifying a monster the Boss was. That heaven-and-earth-defying, blood-soaked killing aura was enough to make a grown man like him want to drop to his knees.

Muzi Qi knew that Fu Shu had blood on her hands, but as for how much, he had no idea.

“Mm.”

With a soft acknowledgment, Fu Shu gradually reined in her aura and slowly moved her gaze away from Su Rui, taking a delicate sip of her red wine.

That particular confrontation was over for now.

“The Boss is getting more and more irritable. Did Qian Li not make up with you?”

Patting his chest in lingering fear, Muzi Qi no longer wanted to court death by trying to matchmake the Boss and Su Rui. He had pretty much figured it out: the Boss had zero interest in Su Rui. If she had any thoughts about her at all, they were probably thoughts of how to get rid of her.

As Fu Shu’s die-hard friend, Muzi Qi understood her wicked tastes all too well.

Don’t be fooled by her current respectable, elite demeanor, as if she were above it all, a cold and supremely abstinent figure. In her youth, Fu Shu was as unruly and cunning as a she-devil. She manipulated people’s hearts, tempted them to their ruin, and treated everything like an amusing game, only to destroy it all when she grew bored.

She always watched others dig their own graves, and would even help them do it.

Her methods were so devious they were appalling—and he, the embodiment of truth, goodness, and beauty, had been one of her victims.

Wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, Muzi Qi silently thanked his lucky stars that he harbored no covetous feelings for the Boss. The cautionary tales of those who came before were too terrifying. Fu Shu’s cold-blooded cruelty and tyranny had seeped into her very bones, something no one could withstand.

“Her name is Youyou, Bai Youyou. Not Qian Li.”

As for making up…

We’ve probably made up, right?

Uncertain, Fu Shu raised an eyebrow, set down the crimson wine glass, and pulled out her phone. She opened WeChat and sent a message to Youyou.

[Fu Shu]: It’s getting late. Stop looking at your phone and go to sleep.

[Fu Shu]: Don’t pretend you didn’t see this. I know you’re watching cartoons. Be good, Youyou, hurry up and go to sleep, or you’ll have dark circles tomorrow morning.

[Fu Shu]: Hurry up now, or else just wait until I get back.

[Fu Shu]: Mhmm-hmm.

Knowing Youyou disliked typing, Fu Shu quickly sent everything she wanted to say. The corners of her lips curved up and her features softened, her entire being bathed in a happy, gentle aura—a complete opposite of how she’d been moments ago.

This transformation made Muzi Qi and the others twitch, leaving them utterly speechless.

[Bai Youyou]: …

[Bai Youyou]: How did you know I’m not asleep yet?

Getting caught on her phone still surprised Youyou.

In the pitch-black bedroom, only the light from her phone illuminated Youyou’s delicate, pale face, creating a strangely eerie scene.

As if seeing Youyou’s astonishment, the smile on Fu Shu’s lips deepened. She didn’t tell Youyou that she was just too easy to read, that Fu Shu already knew her like the back of her hand. She only continued to urge her in a gentle tone.

[Fu Shu]: Be good. You can’t stay up late. Put the phone away now.

When it came to Youyou, Fu Shu had an endless supply of gentleness and patience. She didn’t know why she liked this young woman so much, but since she had truly fallen in love, she wouldn’t fight her own heart.

As for ideas like “a strong person can’t have a weakness” or “if you have a weakness, you must eliminate it, or it will become a target for others”…

Fu Shu scoffed at the very thought.

The girl’s body was so soft and fragrant; there was no way she was ever leaving her.

[Bai Youyou]: Oh. You too.

No cutesy emojis, no more words. The super-lazy Youyou had always kept her phone chats as brief as possible, sometimes even replying with her thoughts alone. Fu Shu, who knew her so well, naturally understood this.

With a soft chuckle, she closed her phone and put it away. She closed her eyes for a moment, already starting to miss her.

The atmosphere in the private room gradually grew lively again, and Muzi Qi joined some people for a game of cards.

Only Fu Shu remained apart from the crowd. She sat in the corner, holding a glass of red wine and listening to the soothing music, yet no one dared to underestimate her presence.

On the rare occasions she was in a good mood, Fu Shu would play a few hands with them, but it was clear that today, she did not wish to be disturbed.

Su Rui straightened her red, knee-length leather skirt. She tried to hold back, but ultimately, she couldn’t resist the obsessive desire in her heart. Holding her glass, she walked toward Fu Shu.

She had gotten a new look specifically for tonight’s gathering.

Waist-length, tea-colored wavy hair framed a gorgeous, alluringly seductive face. Her figure was excellent—fair-skinned with long legs and a curvaceous figure that was both voluptuous and enticing.

After her rebirth, Su Rui possessed a charm and style that others her age lacked. She had tasted pleasure and understood its exquisite flavor, which was why her gaze toward Fu Shu was always tinged with a hint of provocation.

She wanted to conquer this abstinent and devoted woman.

And she knew how to use her own strengths and advantages to do it.

“Fu Shu.”

It wasn’t the “Boss” that Muzi Qi used, nor the polite “Miss Fu.” From the day she was reborn, Su Rui had called Fu Shu by her first name, an act of intimacy.

She wanted to get a head start, to make Fu Shu aware of how special she was.

Because she understood Fu Shu so well, Su Rui knew that Fu Shu was largely indifferent to such things, as long as you didn’t truly provoke her.

She could be as tolerant as a saint.

Fu. Shu.

That name… was one rarely spoken in their circle. After all, their status was simply not equal to Fu Shu’s.

Initially, it was because Fu Shu herself had not rejected this form of address that Su Rui had been able to integrate into their circle so quickly.

Furthermore, it was the reason Muzi Qi was always trying to set her up with Fu Shu.

With a flirtatious smile, Su Rui glided gracefully in front of Fu Shu. Her tone carried a hint of concern, but not a trace of flattery.

“Fu Shu, are you feeling any better?”

Fu Shu: “…”

What does my health have to do with her?

Her half-lidded eyes were filled with coldness. Fu Shu looked up and said flatly, “What do you want?”

If you don’t want anything, then scram. Don’t stand here being an eyesore.

Although she very much wanted to confirm whether Su Rui’s rebirth was real, at this moment, Fu Shu already regretted coming to this party.

Evidently, Su Rui did not grasp Fu Shu’s underlying meaning. Hearing Fu Shu respond, her face lit up with a mix of surprise and delight.

Fu Shu… she actually replied to me?

Shaking her head slightly, Su Rui’s eyes shimmered as if filled with water, looking both innocent and seductive. “I’m just worried about you, Fu Shu.”

Gently biting her lower lip, Su Rui’s voice was melodious and bewitching, more captivating than an oriole’s song. The only problem was, the person she was facing was Fu Shu.

“Worried… about… me?”

Crossing her arms, Fu Shu looked at Su Rui askance, her eyes flashing before a low, eerie laugh escaped her. “Instead of worrying about me, why don’t you worry about yourself?”

She scanned Su Rui from top to bottom as if inspecting goods, her eyes filled with disdain as she gave a merciless evaluation.

“Average looks, average figure. Barely passable for a marriage alliance, I suppose.”

She detested Su Rui’s naked gaze.

She thinks I’ll like her just because she was reborn? How laughable.

“M-marriage alliance?”

Does she mean what I think she means?

Her heart pounded wildly, and a blush crept up her face, but Fu Shu’s next words plunged her straight into hell, the air turning instantly to ice.

“That’s right. I heard that Young Master from the Ji family likes you very much. He’s willing to give up all his flings for you and is interested in a marriage alliance.”

The corners of her red lips lifted as Fu Shu stared at Su Rui with malicious intent, her gaze as deep as an abyss.

“And since I know you, and I know him, I think you two are a great match. He would be the best home for you. So, I’ve decided to give him a helping hand, let him win the beauty’s hand sooner. It would be good for you, and good for him.”

Good for us both.

Good for us, my ass!

Staggering back a few steps, Su Rui looked at Fu Shu’s all-knowing face, and a chill washed over her, wave after wave.

“What, scared already?”

Raising an eyebrow, Fu Shu let out a few light laughs and propped her leg on the coffee table, her posture arrogant and wild. “And here I thought you were so tough.”

If you dare to set your sights on me, then you’d better be prepared for my retaliation. You think you can just cling to my powerful thigh because you have a little foresight?

Heh, that would only happen if I were willing.

Staring at Su Rui with an icy glare, Fu Shu didn’t care if she exposed anything. She curled her lip and said, word by word, “Su Rui, I think you and that Young Master Ji look like a married couple. Could it be that you two were husband and wife in a past life?”

“Fu Shu, you…”

A flash of fear crossed her eyes. Su Rui forced down the terror in her heart and said softly, “Have you misunderstood something?”

She desperately wanted to ask if Fu Shu knew something, but she didn’t dare.

The events of her past life were something she never wanted to revisit. That pathetic, shrew-like version of herself… she considered it the shame of her entire existence.

“Tsk. What could I possibly misunderstand?”

The more afraid Su Rui was, the happier Fu Shu became.

Curling her beautiful lips, Fu Shu twirled her glass, her words full of insinuation. “I just happened to find out your secret, that’s all.”

“A secret that no one else knows.”

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