“You can’t let Grandma Qin see you looking like this. Second Miss, you need to get dressed or you won’t make it to the bridal sedan chair in time!” a woman said, hurrying into the room. This was Nanny Fang. She stretched out her arm, showing off the fine red wedding dress and hoping the sight would tempt Qin Wanru into getting ready. “Have a look, Second Miss. This is the wedding dress that you sister prepared for you. Isn’t it beautiful? You should try it on!”

Qin Wanru looked at Nanny Fang, then the dress in her hands, and sneered.

“Second Miss… is something wrong?” Nanny Fang stammered.

The normally sweet and naive young lady seemed to have bloodlust in her eyes. Nanny Fang felt like that icy, black glare could see her soul.

“Qing Yue, hurry up!” Qin Wanru ordered coldly, ignoring Nanny Fang.

Qing Yue rushed over, taking a comb off the dressing table. She arranged Qin Wanru’s hair in double ringed buns suitable for a girl of her age.

“Second Miss, why are you messing around?” Nanny Fang asked. “Old Grandma Qin will be angry if you don’t hurry up!”

She tried to pinpoint what about Qin Wanru was so different today.

The little girl still held a teacup in her hand. She looked around the room and, when her icy glare landed on Nanny Fang, she threw the cup at her.

Nanny Fang dodged without thinking. The teacup smashed against the wall, pieces falling at her feet, and the whole room went silent.

“Give me the scissors!” Qin Wanru ordered coldly. She pointed at the dress.

“Uhm…” Nanny Fang couldn’t manage any more than that. She tried to avoid looking at Qin Wanru.

Qing Yue took a pair of scissors off the desk near the window and handed them to her mistress.

Qin Wanru took them, stood up, and reached out to grab the dress. She held it out and drove the scissors through the fabric, dragging them down to leave a gaping hole in the dress. She showed no intention of stopping their either.

Qing Yue was shocked, but once she understood, she set to helping Qin Wanru tear the dress apart.

“Second Miss…!” Nanny Fang rushed over. She grabbed for Qin Wanru’s hands, hoping to grab the scissors from her.

Nanny Fang had no idea the sedan had been smashed. She simply knew the wedding dress was now unwearable. Without it, Wanru could not get married and their plan to frame Wanru would be ruined. Lady Yuru would be forced to marry Qi Tianyu or lose face. Lady Yuru and Madam Di would have her cast out for this failure.

When she saw Nanny Fang grab the scissors, Qin Wanru met her eyes and threw her arm into Nanny Fang’s way. The scissors plunged into Qin Wanru’s arm and the blood started to rush out in torrents.

Nanny Fang’s eyes widened in fear and her hands started to spasm. Her legs gave out and she fell to her knees.

As the pain spread, Qin Wanru could no longer stand either. She took two steps backwards and fell heavily, eyes closed. She tried to fight the dizziness, listening to the approaching footsteps.

Old Grandma Qin had arrived.