Crowned by the Treacherous Big Shot-Chapter 368 - 343 Bao Shu Feels Wronged, Bao Shu Says Nothing

Chapter 368: Chapter 343 Bao Shu Feels Wronged, Bao Shu Says Nothing

Lady Yan remained silent.

After a long pause, she said in a low voice, "You only need to know, I won’t harm her."

Meng Qianqian turned her face away. "Who knows that for sure?" frёewebnoѵel.ƈo๓

Lady Yan seemed about to explain, yet she held back.

Meng Qianqian said, "Lady Yan, considering you once treated my cold illness, I’ll offer you a word of advice: don’t keep working for Prime Minister Xun. There’s no good end in it."

Lady Yan laughed at herself. "My end was decided a long time ago."

Meng Qianqian gave her a side glance. "How long ago is ’a long time ago’?"

Lady Yan said, "You don’t need to pry for answers from me. I didn’t come to bring you news. My advice—take it or leave it."

Meng Qianqian said, "I don’t care whether Thousand Mechanism Pavilion finds me or not, because I’ll go find them."

Lady Yan frowned slightly. "What is it you want to do?"

Meng Qianqian articulated each word with force. "Revenge."

Lady Yan’s face changed dramatically. "You..."

Meng Qianqian continued, "Lady Yan, how long has it been since you last returned to Thousand Mechanism Pavilion?"

Lady Yan gazed at the crabapple blossoms in the courtyard, her thoughts drifting. "A long, long time."

"I’ve asked enough questions."

Meng Qianqian couldn’t entirely trust Lady Yan. Perhaps she truly bore no ill intentions, but there was no guarantee she wouldn’t bring trouble.

Questions like where Thousand Mechanism Pavilion had relocated or whether she had seen the two children from the Shang Family—Meng Qianqian ultimately held back from asking.

Meng Qianqian, along with Ban Xia, carrying tangerines, headed to Tinglan Courtyard.

As soon as they reached the entrance, they saw the old matriarch waving her arms frantically, rushing toward Meng Qianqian.

"Qianqian! Qianqian, something terrible has happened!"

Meng Qianqian quickly supported her. "Great-grandmother, what’s wrong? Please speak slowly."

The old matriarch was on the verge of tears. "The storybooks are gone! All gone!"

Meng Qianqian asked, "Are they the ones Lin Xiaoru brought over the other day?"

Lin Xiaoru loved reading and was quite well-versed, collecting many storybooks. Knowing the old matriarch enjoyed them, she had picked a few to bring over.

"Yes!"

The old matriarch nodded, looking thoroughly aggrieved.

"How did they disappear?"

Meng Qianqian asked.

The old matriarch gave a resentful reply, "Your daughter tore them up!"

Meng Qianqian looked at the little figure peeking out from the corridor. "Zhaozhao."

Bao Shu solemnly shook her head. "No, didn’t tear them."

Meng Qianqian’s gaze fell on the torn pages in her hand. "Then what’s that in your hand?"

Bao Shu immediately hid her tiny hands behind her back.

Meng Qianqian stepped forward. Her tone wasn’t harsh, but her expression carried a trace of sternness. "Tell Mother, why did you tear Great-grandmother’s books? Be honest, and I won’t punish you."

Bao Shu said innocently, "Wipe poop."

Meng Qianqian froze.

Bao Shu pointed at the wolf cub. "It pooped."

Meng Qianqian laughed. "It doesn’t need wiping."

Bao Shu said, "It does."

Meng Qianqian spoke softly, "But you shouldn’t tear Great-grandmother’s books. You can use paper towels."

Bao Shu learned her lesson.

Fifteen minutes later, Bao Shu, carrying the wolf cub, went to Liu Qingyun’s room.

Liu Qingyun was sleeping in late, but suddenly felt a chubby little hand grabbing hers.

She didn’t need to guess—it was Bao Shu.

The little troublemaker often loved sneaking into her room; if she couldn’t wake Liu Qingyun, she’d quietly entertain herself elsewhere.

Liu Qingyun paid it no mind and continued sleeping.

But soon, she felt the little rascal gripping one of her fingers and pressing it against something soft and warm.

Then she rubbed it against something.

Liu Qingyun abruptly opened her eyes!

Bao Shu was earnestly using Liu Qingyun’s finger to wipe the wolf cub’s behind. "Finger, wipe poop."

Liu Qingyun: "...!!"

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And so, Bao Shu and the wolf cub were punished to stand in the corner, facing the wall in reflection.

But clearly, she had used the finger—why was she being punished again?

Bao Shu felt wronged, yet Bao Shu said nothing.