After Swapping Lives, the Metaphysics Side Character Became the Wealthy Family's Beloved - Chapter 111
“No, there’s a time limit.”
As for whether the Li family had anything else to hide, she didn’t know.
This little friend is as arrogant as ever—but then again, she’s got the skills to back it up.
Li Qiao’s gaze swept over Song Xianchuan.
He touched his face self-consciously. “What, is there another problem?”
“Yes. We’re going to Wang Ruonan’s place.” With that, Li Qiao took the lead and strode ahead.
…..
Furious, Mrs. Yang and Liu Yusi stormed to Wang Ruonan’s rented apartment.
The place was shabby and cramped.
Wang Ruonan eyed them warily. “Who are you?”
“So you’re Wang Ruonan. Why are you harassing my son?”
“Your son?” Wang Ruonan’s eyes lit up, and she immediately put on a coy expression. “Mother-in-law… Xianchuan and I are truly in love.”
Her sickeningly sweet act made Mrs. Yang want to vomit. Even Liu Yusi couldn’t help but frown.
Was this girl out of her mind?
Mrs. Yang spat in disgust. “Shut your mouth! Do you even know your place? What status do you have to dream of entering the Song family? You’re delusional!”
“Mother-in-law, I just beg you to bless our love. Please!”
“Don’t you dare call me that! You shameless little witch, stop pretending to be innocent. You used dark magic to harm my son—after all he’s done for you as your teacher! Wang Ruonan, you’re nothing but a heartless monster!”
“I… I would never do such a thing! Mother-in-law, you must have misunderstood—”
“Misunderstood? The evidence is right in front of us, and you still deny it? Do you really think we’re fools?” Mrs. Yang seethed through gritted teeth.
“I… I’ve never done anything to hurt Teacher Song! I love Xianchuan—is it wrong to want to be with him? Even if you hate me, Mrs. Yang, it won’t change anything. Xianchuan and I are bound for eternity!” As she spoke, Wang Ruonan’s face twisted with longing—and a hint of madness.
This woman was terrifying. Absolutely deranged.
Suddenly, Wang Ruonan burst into laughter, her expression contorted. “So what if I am? Xianchuan will soon be mine. None of you can stop us!”
“Lunatic! You’re insane!”
“Yes, I am! But this lunatic will be with Xianchuan forever. If I live, he lives. If I die, he dies!”
Wang Ruonan reveled in Mrs. Yang’s horrified expression, laughing maniacally. Then, her gaze shifted to Liu Yusi.
“Who are you to Li Qiao?”
“I’m her mother.” Liu Yusi’s distaste was evident. The way Wang Ruonan looked at her was far from friendly.
“Perfect timing. That bitch Li Qiao keeps ruining my plans—she even dares to seduce my man! She deserves to die. And so do you. All of you! I should turn you into puppets, make you my slaves!”
As she ranted, her face twitched with unstable emotions.
Something’s wrong.
Liu Yusi grabbed Mrs. Yang’s arm and whispered, “Let’s go.”
“Trying to leave? Dream on!”
Wang Ruonan’s voice echoed as the door suddenly slammed shut. The room plunged into eerie, flickering shadows.
“What are you doing?”
“Mother-in-law… don’t be afraid. You’ll be much happier as a mindless puppet.”
Hehehe!
Just then, the door burst open. Li Qiao’s eyes darkened.
“Wang Ruonan, those who live by evil will die by it.”
With that, she pulled out a bamboo slip and—right in front of Wang Ruonan—snapped it in half!
Instantly, Wang Ruonan coughed up black blood.
And so did Song Xianchuan.
“Xianchuan!”
“Mom, I’m fine.”
“Hahaha… See? He lives and dies with me!” Wang Ruonan gloated.
Li Qiao smirked disdainfully. “Child’s play. Just a parasitic curse.”
“What do you mean? You think my curse is a joke?” Wang Ruonan’s grin faded.
“Would I lie to you?” Li Qiao said coolly. “But I’ll give you one last chance to repent. Keep pushing, and you’ll lose everything.”
Wang Ruonan’s hands trembled slightly.
How does she know about my curse? And she speaks as if she understands it all…
A thought flashed through her mind, but she shoved it aside, consumed by rage.
“I’ll kill you! You’re the one who keeps getting in my way!”
She lunged at Li Qiao, but Li Qiao dodged effortlessly. In a blink, she appeared right in front of Wang Ruonan.
Wang Ruonan seized the moment and pressed a dagger to Li Qiao’s throat.
“Outrageous!”
Mrs. Yang roared, “Wang Ruonan, if you harm a single hair on Li Qiao’s head, I’ll make sure you suffer a fate worse than death!”
Wang Ruonan scoffed.
“If you want her to live, stay back.” She tightened her grip on the dagger, then turned her gaze to Song Xianchuan.
But when she saw the concern in his eyes—directed at Li Qiao—jealousy burned through her.
“All of you, get out! Only Xianchuan stays. Now! Or I slit her throat!”
Liu Yusi shot her a venomous glare before pulling Mrs. Yang away.
The room fell silent again.
Li Qiao remained calm, feeling the cold blade against her neck. She met Wang Ruonan’s crazed stare.
“Xianchuan… Why don’t you love me? Why? Is it because of her? If I kill her, no one will stand between us!”
“Your version of love is a death sentence. I’d rather live a full life.”
Song Xianchuan looked at the woman before him with nothing but disgust.
A woman who had tried to kill him—he could never love her. No matter what tricks she used, his revulsion would never fade.
“No… You do love me! It’s her! She’s the reason you won’t be with me!”
Wang Ruonan’s tears spilled over, refusing to accept his words.
Li Qiao let out a cold laugh.
“You bitch, what are you laughing at?” Wang Ruonan snarled.
“At you, bitch.”
The retort sent Wang Ruonan into a frenzy.
“Wang Ruonan, I’ll say it as many times as it takes—I will never love you.”
“Liar! You do love me! You’re supposed to!”
Her delusional ranting made her seem like an escaped mental patient.
“Xianchuan, I’m begging you… It hurts so much. My heart feels like it’s being torn apart. Tell me what I did wrong. Tell me why you won’t love me! I’ll change, I swear!”
Her grip on the dagger trembled violently.
Song Xianchuan’s voice was ice. “There’s no reason. I just don’t.”
She pointed the blade at Li Qiao, hysterical. “It’s her, isn’t it? She stole you from me! She doesn’t deserve you! She doesn’t deserve anything!”
Just as Wang Ruonan was about to slash Li Qiao’s throat—
THUD!
Li Qiao suddenly kicked backward, sending Wang Ruonan crashing to the floor.
“Ahh! It hurts… It hurts so much… Our baby… Save our baby, Xianchuan…!” She clutched her stomach, writhing in fake agony.
“Cut the act. There’s no baby in there.” Li Qiao stared down at Wang Ruonan’s pale face.