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I Was Supposed to Be the Villainous Consort

Chapter 91 - 51: Taking Her for a Fool?
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Chapter 91: Chapter 51: Taking Her for a Fool?

Song Qinghan didn’t have eyes in the back of her head, so she had no idea Song Yunzhao was ramming her boat at full speed. She certainly didn’t know that the paddle in Song Yunzhao’s hand wasn’t just for rowing—it was for hitting people.

All she felt was a sharp pain in her shoulder. That, combined with the impact on the small boat, sent her flying. She landed in the water with a SPLASH.

Song Yunzhao’s boat didn’t fare much better. Since both boats were small and light, the force of the collision capsized her own vessel as well.

He Lan Yun: ...

’It seems I’m fated to end up a drenched wreck today.’

Song Yunzhao told the boatwoman to rescue He Lan Yun while she swam toward Song Qinghan. As she passed Zhao Xiaoyu, she kicked her back in He Lan Yun’s direction.

Zhao Xiaoyu was thrashing about in the water, bobbing up and down in terror. She was too panicked to notice anything but the kick, and had no idea who it came from.

Song Yunzhao had already noticed that Song Qinghan’s boat didn’t have a boatwoman. ’Zhao Xiaoyu might be a fool, but she doesn’t deserve to die. I can’t just watch her drown.’

As for Song Qinghan... well, she knew how to swim.

Just as she swam over, Song Qinghan broke the surface. Song Yunzhao immediately dove under, grabbed Song Qinghan’s foot, and yanked her back down. The two of them became a tangled, struggling mass beneath the water.

Caught off guard, Song Qinghan choked on a mouthful of water. She quickly recovered and tried to break free, but Song Yunzhao had no intention of letting her go. She held on tight, dragging her deeper.

’Addicted to hurting people, are we?’

’I’ll let Song Qinghan have a taste of her own medicine—see what it feels like to be the victim.’

Though Song Qinghan could swim, her skills were no match for Song Yunzhao’s. After all, Song Yunzhao was a transmigrator who had learned from a professional coach. She was even a certified diver and was excellent at holding her breath underwater.

Song Qinghan struggled desperately toward the surface. Song Yunzhao would deliberately loosen her grip, letting her think she could escape, only to viciously drag her back down just as she was about to break the surface.

After this happened a few times, Song Qinghan’s stamina gave out. The look she gave Song Yunzhao was one of pure terror.

Song Yunzhao sneered. ’And she dares to hurt people with this little courage.’

Seeing that Song Qinghan was about to pass out, Song Yunzhao finally dragged her to the surface. The moment they emerged, they heard someone shout, "They’re out! Quick, someone save them!"

Song Yunzhao hadn’t expected such a large crowd to gather so quickly. She immediately put on an exhausted expression and began dragging Song Qinghan toward the shore.

He Lan Yun shouted frantically, "Song Yunzhao, let her go! Stop trying to save her! Are you trying to get yourself killed?"

’He Lan Yun’s words were music to my ears,’ Song Yunzhao thought. ’They’ve just cemented my image as a selfless hero.’ She shook her head forcefully in a gesture of refusal and continued to drag Song Qinghan through the water.

Just as two or three boatwomen were about to reach them, she acted as if her strength had given out completely. With a final, great effort, she pushed Song Qinghan toward the boatwomen and sank beneath the surface herself.

"Song Yunzhao!"

As she slipped back into the water, Song Yunzhao heard He Lan Yun’s scream. ’Her voice is pretty loud,’ she thought.

’Ah, I can only apologize to the County Princess. I’m gunning for an Oscar-worthy performance here. With such a big audience, how could I not put on a convincing show of ’deep sisterly love’ with a hidden agenda?’

’When Song Qinghan accuses me of trying to harm her, let’s see who believes it.’

’Perfect.’

On the shore, He Lan Yun stomped her feet in anxiety, screaming for someone to save her. The Housekeepers threw caution to the wind, scrambling onto boats to head toward the spot where Song Yunzhao had disappeared.

Han Jinyi was about to follow, but Qin Xiyue instinctively grabbed her. "Miss Han, what are you doing?"

Han Jinyi froze. ’That’s right,’ she realized, ’I’m not a strong swimmer. I’d only get in the way.’ She stopped and said worriedly, "I wonder how Miss Song is. I hope she’s not in danger."

Though she said this aloud, her mind was racing, recalling He Lan Yun’s earlier talk of seeking justice. ’Weren’t they going to get justice? How did it turn into this?’

But Han Jinyi didn’t voice these thoughts to Qin Xiyue, her worried gaze fixed on the surface of the water.

Beside them, Lu Zhixue snorted. "What’s there to worry about? With so many people going to rescue her, you think they won’t be able to pull her out? She’s probably just faking it."

Han Jinyi frowned slightly. "Miss Lu, a life is at stake. How can you say such a thing?"

Stung by Han Jinyi’s rebuke, Lu Zhixue retorted unhappily, "What? Did I say something wrong? Song Yunzhao has always been at odds with Song Qinghan. She practically wants the whole world to know they have a terrible relationship. Who would believe she’s suddenly trying to save her now?"

"You...! Just because sisters don’t get along, does that mean you can just stand by and do nothing when a life is in danger?" Han Jinyi’s face flushed with anger. She couldn’t believe Lu Zhixue would say something so cruel.

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