Almighty Sweet Queen is Really Rich!

Chapter 516: Chapter 516: Do You Really Trust Me?

Trust her?

Yan Le looked up at Su Li in disbelief, murmuring, ”How is that possible? How could you possibly trust me?”

Lu Zifan immediately shot a glance at the girls who were heartbroken over Feng Ciye, making them come to their senses and respond with laughter, ”Yes, yes, yes. Yan Le, we all trust you!”

Mental illness, just go along with whatever she says. Normal people should be more tolerant towards individuals with mental disabilities, right?

The delight and hope that had just risen in Yan Le’s heart vanished in an instant, like a small flame being doused by ice water.

Hahaha, she knew it was all fake!

They’re just humoring her, treating her like a child.

Everyone thinks she’s mentally ill. Yes, how can you trust someone with a mental illness?

Yan Le laughed out loud, tears spilling from the corners of her eyes because of her hysterical laughter.

The world was too dark, she could no longer find a trace of light.

The nanny glared fiercely at Yan Le and quickly said to Feng Ciye, who was pressing his arm, ”Fourth Young Master, don’t bother with the Second Miss. She’s not clear-headed. Wait, I’ll go grab the medical kit right away.”

Yan Le looked sadly at Feng Ciye, with a hint of apology in her eyes, ”Sorry.”

Feng Ciye pressed his wound, his smile warm like the winter sun, ”Don’t worry, just a minor injury.”

The nanny brought over the medical kit, and Su Li took the initiative to open it, taking out some disinfecting tools, ”I’ll help you treat it.”

It was obvious that Feng Ciye had shielded her just now; otherwise, she would have been the one scratched.

Feng Ciye paused for a moment, then extended his arm.

Chu Canyang was a troublemaker, often getting into fights and getting hurt outside, but he didn’t dare tell his parents, so Su Li frequently helped him with them. Treating wounds and bandaging them was no big deal for her.

Before long, Su Li finished the bandaging and advised, ”Avoid getting the wound wet for now.”

He smiled peacefully, his pale fingertips unconsciously touching the white bandage, as if he could still feel the warmth from earlier.

Seeing that Feng Ciye was not seriously hurt, Yan Le then wheeled herself slowly towards the bedroom, ”Thank you for coming to visit me. I’m doing quite well, don’t come again.”

She used to enjoy others visiting her because if someone trusted her, her chances of success would be greater.

But now, she had realized that everyone in this world stood with Yan Huan; their visit was nothing but salt in her already scarred wounds!

Su Li stood up, looking at the cold silhouette, firmly saying, ”I said I trust you, not humoring you.”

The whole hall fell into astonished silence. Su Li seriously trusts what a mentally ill person says?

Under the shocked gazes of everyone, Su Li stepped forward and unplugged the surveillance in the hall.

Yan Huan had installed surveillance at home, under the guise of monitoring whether the nanny was bullying her sick sister.

Yan Le turned her wheelchair around, gripping the handlebars tightly, her pale fingers turning even whiter, she asked incredulously, ”Do you really trust me?”

Su Li nodded.

Feng Ciye’s expression changed, and he said to the nanny, ”Could you please go downstairs and buy some disinfectant for me? I need it.”

The nanny left, half-believing.

Yan Le excitedly grabbed Su Li, exclaiming in surprise, ”Do you really trust me? Those scripts were handwritten by me after my legs became disabled, then Yan Huan took them away...”