USWHC -Chapter 225 Someone Here to Smash the Scene (Part 5)

Old Madam Hua still couldn’t make sense of it. She kept shaking her head and said, “Impossible. Wouldn’t that make the Sun family lose all their face too? Does she really not care about the Sun family’s reputation at all?”

“She’s a County Princess, after all. And…” Old Madam Ji said with a mysterious expression, “I think she deliberately came to make things difficult for the Sun family. Otherwise, why didn’t she come earlier or later? Why choose the wedding day of all days? And she even brought thugs with her!”

Hearing this, Old Master Hua and Old Madam Hua were even more shocked and speechless.

“Then… does this mean it’s over? Has our Xue’er been married or not?” they asked anxiously.

“Of course not!” Old Madam Ji replied, clearly enjoying the drama and speaking as harshly as possible. “If the bridal sedan turned back right at the gate, how can that count as getting married?”

Old Master Hua immediately refused to accept that. He slapped his thigh and said, “No! This matter can’t just end like this!” As he spoke, he abruptly stood up.

But just as he rose to his feet, his head suddenly tilted to the side. Without saying another word, he fainted on the spot!

“Brother! Brother! What’s wrong with you?” Old Madam Ji cried out in alarm, her voice cracking with fear.

Old Master Ji and the others hurriedly rushed over to support Old Master Hua. His eyes were tightly shut, his fists clenched—he looked like he might be in serious trouble.

“Quick, go get a doctor!” Zhu Jie was the calmest at the moment. “Lay him down first—don’t just keep him standing like that!”

“Oh, right! Right!” Old Master Ji and Ji the eldest quickly helped Old Master Hua into the house, while Ji Yi ran out to fetch a doctor.

The Hua household instantly became chaotic. One after another, people ended up lying on the beds, unable to move. Even Old Madam Hua was clutching her head and sighing repeatedly, looking as if she might faint at any moment.

Seeing how the Hua family had been struck by such a huge upheaval, Zhu Jie felt a little pity for them. They had once been such a lively, energetic household, but now each of them looked half-dead.

The Ji family, meanwhile, seemed more like real relatives now, all busy helping out—some fetching water and boiling it, others cleaning wounds. Even Old Madam Ji’s tone had softened, sounding much kinder and full of sympathy toward the Hua family.

But just then, Zhu Jie suddenly thought of something.

Wait a minute… the Hua family was in such chaos, yet Hua Feixue was nowhere to be seen. Her father had fainted—why hadn’t she come to check on him?

Not good. Something might have happened to Hua Feixue!

Zhu Jie hurried toward Hua Feixue’s room.

Before she even reached the door, she heard the faint sound of sobbing coming from the otherwise silent room. Good—if she was crying, that meant she was still alive.

Zhu Jie quickly pushed the door open to look. But the moment she did, she froze.

Hua Feixue was standing on a stool, trying to loop a trouser waistband around her neck. The long waistband had already been tied to the roof beam.

She was trying to hang herself.

Just as Hua Feixue was sobbing and preparing to end her life, the door suddenly burst open with a loud bang. She saw Zhu Jie rushing in, staring at her with a stunned expression, saying nothing at all.

The two of them remained frozen there for a long time—so long that it felt as if time itself had stopped. The only sound left was Hua Feixue’s faint sobbing.

Then suddenly, as if Zhu Jie had just regained her soul, she moved.

But to Hua Feixue’s surprise, Zhu Jie didn’t rush forward to save her. Instead, she quietly stepped back out of the room. As she gently closed the door, she even said politely,

“Sorry to disturb you. Please continue… go on, go on.”

Huh?!

Hua Feixue was completely stunned. Continue? Continue what—continue killing herself?

“Wait!” This time it was Hua Feixue who screamed. “Why aren’t you saving me?!”

If you really wanted to die, you would’ve done it already, Zhu Jie grumbled inwardly.

In fact, when she froze earlier, she had been thinking about exactly this. What should she do? Run over and save her? Drag Hua Feixue down from the stool?

Heh. It was easy to imagine what would happen next—Hua Feixue would cry even harder and become even more stubborn about wanting to die.

So Zhu Jie chose to retreat instead, using retreat as a strategy to advance.

Of course, she couldn’t tell Hua Feixue that directly—otherwise Hua Feixue would surely start making an even bigger fuss.