Chapter 116: Scolding Her to Tears

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She really was beautiful.
So all men judge by appearances, is that it?
She still couldn't accept it.

Only after the apology was said did Yun Fu finally look as though the matter concerned her at all. She slowly turned her gaze toward Deng Shiyu, her tone cold: "Mm, remember to have the villa sent over."

She was not a kind person, nor was it possible for her to return good for evil. Deng Shiyu had looked at her with disdain time and again—if she didn't strip a layer of skin off her, how could she possibly let her off?

Deng Shiyu ought to be grateful that this was a peaceful, law-abiding world. Had it been the place where Yun Fu once lived, she would already be a corpse by now.

"..." The entire room fell silent.

In the end, it concluded with Deng Shiyu storming off in a huff.

Qin Yi let out a light cough, breaking the stillness: "Brother Qi, Xiao Fu, I'm sorry. Yesterday she suddenly asked me what we had planned today, so I told her we were coming horseback riding. I didn't expect something like this to happen."

"Don't ever tell her anything about me again. If it happens once more, you needn't come around either."

Qin Yi's expression shifted, and he quickly nodded solemnly. "Rest assured, Brother Qi, I definitely won't say a word. I'm not even close to her."

The others all filed out, leaving only Yun Fu and Lian Hanqi in the infirmary.

Lian Hanqi looked at her right hand wrapped in gauze, his brows tightly knit, his eyes unable to conceal his distress.

"In a bit, I'll take you to the hospital for another look."

"I'm fine."

"Major things all start from minor things being neglected." Lian Hanqi's expression was utterly serious. "As for Deng Shiyu... her brother is quite close to us. She's been trailing after us since she was little... You won't see her again from now on."

Yun Fu gave him a long, deep look.

She found that he was truly sincere, the distress in his eyes truly genuine, and the way he held her hand truly gentle.

Her heart felt as though it had been touched by a hand.

Frowning slightly, she withdrew her hand from Lian Hanqi's grasp. Not knowing what to say, she simply nodded.

With Yun Fu's hand injured, no one went riding after all. Instead, they set up a grill and had a barbecue.

Two familiar faces even showed up—Shen Yuheng and Cheng Anzhi.

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The moment Cheng Anzhi saw Yun Fu, she broke into a smile and came trotting over, giving her a big, familiar hug as if they'd known each other forever.

"It's only been a few days, and you've gotten even prettier, Yun Fu." She made Yun Fu turn around for her, nodding incessantly with a satisfied look on her face. "My qipao was meant to be worn by you. Hang on, let me take your measurements, and I'll make you a few more sets."

Before Yun Fu could refuse, she heard her say: "No refusing allowed. Anyway, I'm a willful designer—even if you refuse, I'll still make them. I saw you at the event last time wearing the qipao I designed. Absolutely stunning. If I were a man, I'd definitely pursue you..."

With Cheng Anzhi's arrival, the whole mountain estate seemed to come alive.

Yun Fu sat among them, watching the men drink, listening to Cheng Anzhi endlessly rant about the flaws of the men present and regale her with bizarre stories she'd encountered.

A feeling of peaceful, idyllic contentment welled up in her heart.

Yun Fu picked up the wine glass before her, a slight curve forming at the corner of her lips. Just as she was about to take a sip, a hand snatched it away out of nowhere.

"Your hand is injured. You can't drink."

Beside her, Cheng Anzhi gasped: "Injured? How did you get injured?! Lian Hanqi, this is how you take care of the beautiful Yun Fu!"

Gu Zhishu, never one to miss out on stirring the pot, leaned in and told her all about the Deng Shiyu incident.

The seemingly gentle and demure girl instantly flared up like a cat with its fur on end. "That Deng Shiyu, hmph! Let me tell you, back when I was with Shen Yuheng, she was always running her mouth too, acting like she was the most perfect woman in the world. If Shen Yuheng hadn't held me back, I would have punched her long ago!"

She took Yun Fu's uninjured hand, her delicate face full of indignation. "Yun Fu, next time that ugly woman comes looking for trouble again, you tell me. I won't lay a hand on her—I'll talk her into tears just by scolding her!"

Shen Yuheng was caught between laughter and tears. He wrapped an arm around her, his tone indulgent: "Alright, Hanqi's already made it clear. She won't be coming around anymore. Calm down."

Yun Fu looked at them, and an involuntary smile crept onto her face.

The gathering lasted well into the evening, until the city lights began to glow.

On the way back, Lian Hanqi didn't forget to take her by the hospital for a checkup, nor did he forget to keep rattling off precautions.

Yun Fu looked at his profile, bathed in the warm glow of the streetlamps, and felt as though some small corner of her heart had caved in.

"Remember to apply the ointment, and don't get it wet." Lian Hanqi handed her the bag containing the medicine, his expression earnest and grave.

Yun Fu nodded and replied, "Got it."

Back in the room, silence filled every corner, and she suddenly recalled the liveliness of just moments ago.

People really are so easily moved.

Setting those emotions aside, Yun Fu exercised and bathed in a calm, composed manner.

Drying her hair as she walked, she sat down on the sofa, and her gaze was drawn to the test paper lying on the table.

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She remembered that when she had been working on this set of papers, she'd discovered a flaw in one of the major physics problems.

She took out a black laptop, typed in a line of code, and entered a forum.

She scanned the problem into it.

[When viewing the sun from Earth, the angular diameter of the sun is 0.53°. Taking the length corresponding to 1° of latitude on the Earth's surface as l = 110 km... using only the above data, calculate the ratio of the densities of the Earth and the sun.
Using the above data, when the masses are not equal, it is impossible to calculate the density ratio—this problem is missing a condition.
Additionally, a new formula can be used...]

In a few brief sentences, she summarized the issue and the answer, and even posted the solution she'd derived herself.

After all, she was just doing it to pass the time.

After posting it, she went to sleep, completely unaware of the enormous uproar this single problem would stir up on the academic forum.

[Who is this? I just did the calculation—without the condition, it really is incomplete. It can't be solved, and it can't be assumed!]
[That formula—I tried it too, and it actually works!]
[Professor Chu, come take a look quickly. Can this formula hold? If it can, then our physics will take a huge leap forward!]
[No need to rush. We don't even know who this account that appeared out of nowhere belongs to. Still, the formula is rather interesting.]

People kept coming out of the woodwork to reply.

This academic forum gathered all the elites of the field—students, teachers, and people from other professions alike.

One had to pass an assessment to obtain a forum account, and people often exchanged ideas there.

Some also recognized that the problem setter was a well-known question-setter from a prestigious high school in S City, and that this was the bonus question at the end of the exam—usually a competition-level problem of extreme difficulty.

The discovery of a flaw was hardly surprising; what stunned them was the formula that could omit so many steps and was far simpler and easier to understand.

After all, developing a single formula might take a scholar an entire lifetime—never did they expect to see one appear on the forum just like that.