Chapter 3: The Wen Family

Feng Jinyao shook her head. "I suspect everyone in this courtyard except for Bai Mama."

Madam Feng remained silent for a moment, carefully recalling recent events but found nothing suspicious.

She took out three small red porcelain bottles from the hair oil box. Inside were herbal pills. She gave one to her mother to dissolve in water and hid the rest on her person.

Strangely enough, after taking the medicine for her sore throat, she felt a cool sensation spreading, relieving her discomfort.

"This medicine is good. It's not bitter to take and it even feels somewhat refreshing."

"That's great. I heard that one dose of medicine from the Ren family can show improvement and three doses can cure completely. Mother will definitely get better."

"Mm."

She would get better. Everything would be fine.

"What do you plan to do?"

"Mother just needs to focus on recuperating. Leave the rest to your daughter."

Seeing her daughter's determined gaze, Madam Feng felt that she had grown up. She was no longer the spoiled little girl from the past and could now protect her family from hardships.

Feeling relieved, she nodded.

"Arrange things with Bai Mama. She has sharp eyes and will surely discover something fishy if she pays close attention."

"Understood, Mother."

After their conversation, Amber brought hot water, and upon entering the room, she saw Madam Feng drinking the medicine and wiping her mouth with a handkerchief.

"Bring the honeyed snacks from last time. Mother finds the medicine bitter, so something sweet will help."

"Yes."

Mother and daughter pretended as if nothing was amiss and began applying the hair oil. Amber took the empty bowl and left.

Feng Jinyao watched her leave, her eyes filled with suspicion.

Amber was the head maid in her mother's chambers and responsible for brewing medicine. If she was truly involved, it made sense. However, Feng Jinyao had never heard of any conflicts between her mother and Amber. If it wasn't about her, then Amber might have been bribed or threatened.

Investigating from this angle might yield some clues.

After chatting with her mother for a while, she helped her lie down, and soon the medicinal effects helped her drift off to sleep.

Standing by her mother's bed, Feng Jinyao looked outside. Despite the winter sun shining brightly, she felt no warmth.

A storm was brewing, and she needed to be fully prepared. With that in mind, she left the main room.

Not long after leaving her mother's courtyard, she bumped into the maid Xiuqiu.

"Miss, someone from the front yard informed me that Miss Wen is here to see you."

"Why is she here?"

"I heard she's returning the jade pendant you lost."

"The same old excuse."

Miss Wen, named Yuwei, was the daughter of the younger brother of the Minister of Personnel, Wen Jingsong. She arrived in the capital with her brother several years ago, aiming to make advantageous connections.

In her previous life, she was a hypocrite, pretending to be close to her when she was useful. However, when the Feng family fell from power, she showed her true colors, becoming vicious and malicious.

Now, as soon as she arrived, everyone knew about her returning the jade pendant, all in an attempt to force her into a debt of gratitude.

Thinking of the name 'Wen Mengsheng," Feng Jinyao's eyes filled with hatred, and a sense of hostility emanated from her.

Xiuqiu had never seen her mistress with such a fierce expression before and wondered if she was possessed by an evil spirit.

Turning her gaze, she saw Feng Jinyao calm down, returning to her noble demeanor, polite and graceful.

Frowning, she shook her head. Had she been mistaken?

Before she could dispel her doubts, Feng Jinyao whispered to her.

"Please ask Miss Wen to wait in the Moon Pavilion. I will join her shortly."

"The Moon Pavilion?"

Xiuqiu thought she misheard, but after Feng Jinyao issued the order, she headed towards the Quiet Courtyard in the opposite direction.

"Could Miss Wen have offended our young lady? Bringing guests to the Moon Pavilion on such a cold day... Hiss, she's in for it."

Turning, she headed to the front yard to carry out her instructions.

In the front yard, Wen Yuwei stood tall on the veranda, her gaze steady, her posture elegant with a hint of Southern charm in her delicate features. Even her smile was exceptionally graceful and refined.

Anyone who saw her couldn't help but praise her as a true lady.

After arriving in the capital several years ago, she begged her uncle to find her an elderly maid from the palace to teach her manners and etiquette.

Otherwise, arriving in this noble and powerful city at the age of ten, how could she avoid being ridiculed for her inappropriate behavior?

With a year of rigorous training, she achieved her current demeanor. After catching the eye of Miss Wei at a banquet, she had been by her side for years, gradually integrating into the circle of elites.

Now, no one mentioned her past anymore and she always presented herself as the legitimate daughter of the Wen family.

It was as if the Minister of Personnel was her real father.

Unfortunately, these façades might deceive outsiders, but they were not enough to fool Xiuqiu, who had served in the courtly circles since childhood.

Before Madam Feng fell ill, they often hosted banquets attended by the rich and powerful, even princes and princesses.

Seeing Miss Wen's affected demeanor, she couldn't help but think of the phrase 'Dongshi Xiaofen.'

Although she had these thoughts, she remained polite and respectful, bowing to Miss Wen before speaking.

"Miss Wen, I apologize for the wait. My mistress is currently tending to Madam's medicine and cannot be disturbed. She has instructed me to escort you to the Moon Pavilion to rest. Once she's finished attending to Madam, she will come to you."

"We're like sisters, there's no need for such formality. Just tell Miss Feng to take care of Madam first."

As she spoke, she appeared affectionate. If Xiuqiu hadn't witnessed Miss Wen's attitude towards her mistress, she might have believed they were on good terms.

Feng Jinyao's Moon Pavilion was built above a lotus pond, allowing a gentle breeze to flow through. In the scorching summer, it was the coolest place.

However, on this cold winter day, the pond was frozen over, and the lotus flowers lay dormant beneath the surface.

During this chilly December, the servants of the Feng family rarely ventured to this side unless necessary.

Upon entering the Moon Pavilion, Wen Yuwei frowned slightly. She was annoyed. Did the Feng family not know how to treat guests? The servants were also incompetent.

If she hadn't previously interacted with Feng Jinyao and knew she was a kind-hearted person who greeted everyone with a smile, she would have suspected that this arrangement was intentional.

Xiuqiu arranged for a charcoal brazier to be brought in, and the silver filament charcoal inside burned just right, raising the temperature of the Moon Pavilion slightly.

Xia Lu, the maid by Wen Yuwei's side, felt dissatisfied. Wasn't this a deliberate move by the Feng family? Were they trying to show disrespect to the Wen family by inviting guests to a secluded place like this on a cold day.

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 Chapter 2: Changing Medicine When Bai Mama, who had been taking care of her since childhood, mentioned Madam Feng, her originally happy expression fell, devoid of its usual vigor. In the previous life, after Madam's passing, this loyal servant Bai Mama also met a tragic end. Initially thought to be an accident, it now seemed that Bai Mama might have discovered traces of a spy and was silenced. Thinking of this, Feng Jinyao looked at the white strands of hair at her temples, feeling a wave of emotion. Loyal Bai Mama, I will not let you die unjustly again! "Cough, I don't know why, Wang Taishi's medicine has never stopped, but this cough doesn't seem to improve. I'm worried sick. Madam can't eat or sleep well and she has lost a lot of weight." As she spoke, Bai Mama adjusted the curtains for Feng Jinyao. The main room of Yunhai Courtyard was warm, dispelling the chill brought in by everyone from outside after a moment. Madam Feng lay on the bed, her complexion pale, her cheeks flushed, clearly sick for a long time. Madam Feng, who was already weak, struggled to sit up when she saw her daughter, her gaze filled with a hint of affection. "It's so cold, how did you come over? Aren't you afraid of catching a cold?" "I miss Mother very much, so I came to see you. How are you feeling, Mother?" Cough, cough. Madam Feng coughed again, covering her mouth with a handkerchief, afraid of infecting her daughter with her cough. After finally stopping, Bai Mama quickly brought a warm bowl of water and a clean handkerchief. "Sigh, I've been taking bitter medicine every day, but this cough won't stop. I haven't wanted to eat anything these past few days. Tomorrow is Mother's birthday, and I don't want to spoil her mood with my illness. You should go early and see if there's anything you can help with. And your second brother, he's nowhere to be seen all day. Tell him to behave himself, or else Father will come looking for him again." Madam Feng, although ill, never stopped worrying about her children. This cough started in the winter. At first, it was not serious, but after a few days of drinking chrysanthemum water, it worsened. Since there were children in her eldest son's room, Madam Feng forbade the members of the main family from visiting to prevent the illness from spreading. Feng Jinyao reached out to feel her mother's forehead, which didn't have a fever, but after this series of words, Madam Feng began coughing again. Watching her mother cough severely but still trying to suppress it so as not to worry her, Feng Jinyao's nose tingled. The clothes that used to fit well now seemed empty, and even her slender arms had become much thinner, with unsightly veins bulging on the back of her hands. She also remembered how her mother couldn't speak before she passed away in her previous life, just tears streaming down her face. Feng Jinyao couldn't hold back any longer. With a slight sob, she threw herself into her mother's arms. If it weren't for Bai Mama supporting her from behind, she might have knocked Madam Feng over. Madam Feng felt sorry for her daughter. After all, she was still a young child. Madam's illness had caused her a lot of worry over the past few months. She patted her back one after another, just like when she used to coax her to sleep when she was young. "It's okay, I just coughed a few times more. It's probably because it's too cold outside, and I feel weak all over and don't feel like eating. It'll be better after winter. In the spring, when the sun is warm, your peach blossom wine and peach blossom pastries will make me crave them." With a chuckle, Feng Jinyao was amused by her mother's playful words. Such laughter and joy had finally returned, and she secretly vowed in her heart that in this life, she would protect her mother and not let anyone in the Feng family die unjustly, nor let any dirt be thrown on the Feng family's reputation! Even if the people behind her had immense power and the road ahead was difficult, she would not compromise. The reputation of the prestigious families in the capital and the noble ladies of the world were nothing compared to the well-being of her family. If someone dared to tarnish their kindness, she would take action, no matter how despicable the means, as long as she could protect them! Bai Mama quickly brought a large cloak woven with floral patterns to cover Madam Feng and helped her to the table. On the Eight Immortals table, the maids had set up a breakfast feast. A plate of thin-skinned spring rolls, a plate of white jade dumplings, two bowls of light millet porridge, and Feng Jinyao's favorite milk cakes exuded a fragrant aroma. The uncomfortable breakfast from before now seemed appetizing with her daughter's company. After eating half a bowl of porridge and a few spring rolls, Madam Feng couldn't eat anymore. After wiping the corners of her mouth with a handkerchief, she heard someone entering the room behind her, holding a steaming bowl of medicinal soup, which made Feng Jinyao's heart skip a beat. Although she still had a smile on her face, her heart was as cold as ice. "Madam, the medicine is ready. Please drink it while it's hot." Amber handed over the medicine. Madam Feng found it difficult to swallow this medicine, and somehow, every time she drank it, her throat felt uncomfortable and triggered a cough. She didn't want to show this side of herself in front of her daughter, so she waved her hand and said to Amber, "I just finished eating, so it's not good to take medicine now. Besides, the medicine is too hot. Let it cool down for a while before drinking." Feng Jinyao watched coldly as Amber seemed to want to say something more, but then Yunxu's voice came from outside. "Miss, I brought the hair oil you asked me to buy. Is this the jasmine scent you wanted?" "Come in." "Yes." Yunxu, who had been with Feng Jinyao for many years, naturally didn't want others to know about the medicine being bought secretly, so she casually made up a lie. Feng Jinyao smiled at her cleverness. "Mother has been sick at home for a long time. I heard that the Xun family in the south of the city has some new types of hair oil that are very comfortable to use and have a light and elegant scent. So I asked Yunxu to buy some. How about using this for Grandmother's birthday tomorrow?" "Good, good." "Then please ask Bai Mama to bring some hot water. I see that Mother is in good spirits, so let's try this hair oil for her." "Miss understands Madam so well. Madam has been saying that her hair is a bit tangled lately." After saying this, Yunxu glanced deeply at the box of hair oil and followed Bai Mama out. Feng Jinyao secretly admired her. She was indeed from the Bai family, quickly understanding her mistress's intentions. Fortunately, Bai Mama had been loyal in her past life, otherwise Feng Jinyao would have suspected her first! After everyone left, Feng Jinyao put away her playful expression and said seriously to Madam Feng, "Mother, please don't drink that medicine again. I suspect someone has added something inappropriate to your medicine. So I secretly sent Yunxu to the Ren family in the south of the city. Their cough medicine is the most famous. You might as well give it a try." Madam Feng was skeptical. It was hard for her to believe that there was a spy among her maids who had been with her for decades. After a while, she whispered, "Do you suspect Amber?"

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Chapter 1: Rebirth

Lightning streaked across the sky, followed by a deafening roar of thunder, as pouring rain washed over the Feng family's mansion.

At this moment, outside the mansion gates stood a figure, charred all over from the fire, with clothes torn in several places, revealing burnt flesh underneath, a sight that sent shivers down one's spine!

The rain, descending from the sky like sharp knives, pierced towards Feng Jinyao.

She could never forget the excruciating pain of her skin being scorched by the flames, while the person outside, intentionally setting the fire, laughed brazenly.

"Ah Yao, may you have a better fate in your next life. Don't be born into a family like the Fengs, where you're constantly manipulated from birth, naturally leading to a miserable end!"

"Wen Mengsheng, you'll have a wretched death!"

The physical pain was nothing compared to the despair of knowing the truth.

The raging fire burned for hours. Feng Jinyao watched as if her soul had left her body, drifting from the Wen family to the doorstep of the Feng mansion.

Pushing the door open unsteadily, she was met not with the usual joyous laughter, but with several neatly arranged coffins.

"Father!"

"Mother!"

"Brother..."

No one answered.

Her eldest brother, whose flesh was blurred by the chaotic knives of bandits.

Her second brother, who ended his life in despair after having his legs broken and being dishonored.

Her mother, who struggled with coughing up blood day and night, and became so emaciated before her death.

And her father, whose limbs were severed, leaving only a head.

They all had bloodshot eyes, crawling out of their coffins towards Feng Jinyao, yet passing through her as if they couldn't see her.

"Ah..."

A scream tore through the sky, and Feng Jinyao spat out a mouthful of blood from her chest, filled with hatred all over her body. If she had a sword in her hand at that moment, she would have slaughtered the beasts of the Wen family!

The smell of blood grew stronger, and just as she felt something wanting to burst out of her body, she heard a familiar voice calling out to her, struggling to wake her from the nightmare.

"Miss? Miss?"

Awakened by the shaking, Feng Jinyao suddenly opened her eyes, filled with hatred, and grabbed the hairpin on Yunxu's head, aiming it at her neck.

"Miss!"

The maid was frightened and retreated, falling to the ground. When the cold tip of the hairpin was just inches away from her, it finally stopped.

"Yunxu?"

"It's me, it's me. Miss, what's wrong? Did you have a nightmare?"

Countless images flashed through her mind—the tragic deaths of her parents and brothers, the cold-bloodedness of the Wen family, the scheming of the Liang family, and the covert plots of the Wei family and the Ninth Prince!

One after another, these events stirred up the deep hatred in Feng Jinyao's heart.

It wasn't a nightmare; it was the bloody reality that the Feng family had faced in the past.

She had clearly been burned to death, so how did she come back to life again?

Yunxu, who had died in front of her, could it be that she had been reborn?

Feng Jinyao took a deep breath, closed her eyes to calm herself, and tightly held the hairpin in her hand, never letting her guard down.

Seeing her turn pale, frown, and sweat on her forehead, Yunxu knew she was having a nightmare.

She calmed her nerves and spoke up.

"Miss, did you not sleep well last night? You have dark circles under your eyes. Tomorrow is Madam Bai's birthday banquet; if you go like this, Madam Bai will surely be distressed."

Grandmother Bai's birthday?

This time, Feng Jinyao was certain she had indeed been reborn.

"Is it the eleventh year of Tianqi?"

"Yes, Miss."

Yunxu was even more puzzled. How could Miss forget all this after just one night's sleep?

There's still time! There's still time!

Feng Jinyao clenched her fists tightly on the bed, and her delicate skin quickly turned red and swollen.

She was immensely grateful for the chance to live this life again. Since that was the case, she would make those who harmed the Feng family taste the bitterness of their own destruction!

Opening her eyes again, there was no trace of panic left.

Take it slow, no rush.

The Wen family, the Liang family, the Wei family, the Ninth Prince, all those who had blood on their hands from the Feng family, none of them would escape.

"Is mother's cough better?"

In her previous life, her mother died inexplicably from a cough.

It was her own stupidity that failed to discern such a crude plot. She even eagerly rushed into it, giving the Wen family the opportunity to establish their affection for each other!

It was because of this wrong marriage that a series of calamities occurred.

The family suffered one misfortune after another, and Feng Jinyao could never forget the hollow eyes and emaciated limbs of her mother before her death. Even in her last moments, she called out for Aiyao, her greatest concern still being her.

"According to Bai Mama, it's still the same. The medicine from the Imperial Hospital has been taken for two months, but there's been no improvement."

"You go to the Ren family in the south of the city and buy three bottles of cough medicine. Remember to do it quietly, don't let anyone find out."

"Miss, are you..."

"Do as I say. Let Xiuqiu come to help me wash up."

"Yes."

Not long after her mother's death in her previous life, Feng Jinyao discovered a problem in the medicine residue, there was an additional ingredient that exacerbated the dampness and heat in the body. No wonder her mother couldn't recover after a long period of treatment and eventually coughed up blood and died.

Unfortunately, just as she was about to investigate further, her brother and father were successively killed while on duty, and her mother's death remained unresolved.

In this life, she must protect this mother who loves her so much!

And anyone who dares to harm her mother will not have an easy life!

Although Yunxu didn't understand what Feng Jinyao meant, she, who was always diligent, dared not be careless. She instructed the maids waiting outside to come in and serve Feng Jinyao with dressing and washing.

She then made an excuse to go out and buy head oil for Feng Jinyao, and quietly went to the Ren family's medicine shop in the south of the city.

With skin as fair as jade, beautiful as if born of the heavens, and a slender figure, Feng Jinyao had a pair of peach blossom eyes full of affection that were unforgettable.

She covered the dark circles under her eyes with a hint of peach blossom powder, tied her ink-black hair into a simple bun, and inserted a plum blossom hairpin made of sheep-fat jade.

Xiuqiu brought a set of pleated skirt in floating purple brocade for her, covered with a white satin jacket. The white rabbit fur tightly sealed the neckline and cuffs, keeping her warm in the winter.

"The color of snow in winter complements Miss's complexion well."

Feng Jinyao didn't respond to Xiuqiu's words, but instead gave orders.

"Tell Bai Mama that I will accompany my mother for breakfast."

"Yes."

After dressing, she stepped out and was greeted by a gust of wind in midwinter, causing the maids to shiver.

However, Feng Jinyao, walking ahead, stood tall and unaffected.

The plain cloud brocade cloak blocked the wind and frost outside, but the golden hand-warmer copper stove in her hand couldn't warm her heart.

Several red-heart sandalwood plum trees were transplanted in the corner of the corridor in Ning'an Courtyard. At this moment, they were in full bloom and the fiery red color resembled the heart blood of the Feng family, reminding her constantly— the disaster of annihilation is unforgivable!

Step by step, she grew even more resolute!

It took only half an incense stick's time to walk from Ning'an Courtyard to the Yunhai Courtyard where her mother resided.

As soon as Feng Jinyao and her party entered the courtyard, they heard Bai Mama, who had come to greet her, offering her greetings

"Miss, you've come so early."

"Bai Mama, did my mother cough a lot last night?"

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 "Chapter 74: Can You Hug Me for a While"

"Um, he did make a mistake in this matter. He was greedy and used some subpar ingredients... But look, the employees didn't suffer any harm, and the company compensated them. Can you consider letting him off the hook?"

Ou Yan asked languidly, "How should I let him off?"

"For example, let this matter pass, and have him provide free meals for employees for six months or a year... You can rest assured; I will closely monitor the quality of ingredients in the future, making sure he doesn't use inferior ones!"

"It was because you were closely monitoring that trouble arose before," Ou Yan's gaze fell on him, carrying a hint of oppression. "Doesn't Vice President Hu bear any responsibility?"

"Yes, I do have responsibility..." Hu Linquan lowered his head. If it weren't for other considerations, he wouldn't have come to beg this girl. "If you feel that the employees eating those additives doesn't matter, then you can eat them for a year, and after a year, we can discuss this matter again."

"President Ou, are you kidding me?" Hu Linquan smiled obsequiously. "A year of prison food is enough for my relatives to eat for 365 days."

"Is prison food not as good as additives?"

"..."

"At least it's healthier."

"..." Hu Linquan was completely silenced.

"As the vice president of the company, instead of reflecting on yourself and thinking about compensating the employees when such a thing happens, you're trying to defend your relatives. I don't know where you find the audacity to talk to me about these matters. If you want me to settle this privately, sorry, I can't do that."

Upon hearing the girl's resolute refusal, Hu Linquan's heart chilled halfway. But thinking about his relative causing trouble, possibly implicating him, he had no choice but to press on.

"President Ou, mainly our two families have a deep relationship privately. My old mother is eighty-nine this year. Upon hearing he got into trouble with the authorities, she cried, threw a tantrum, and threatened to hang herself, insisting I rescue him..."

"His family is also making a fuss with me. I really have no choice but to come to you..."

"It's mainly because we can't bear to see him suffer like this..."

"..."

"Then are you willing to let the employees suffer like this?" Ou Yan raised her eyes and asked.

"This..."

"There's no room for negotiation in this matter. Vice President Hu, you better think about it for yourself. Mr. Liu is your relative, and when such a thing happens, the headquarters will definitely investigate thoroughly."

Hu Linquan's heart went cold upon hearing this. His resolute figure softened, and with a slight bow, he left dispiritedly.

Having finished dealing with work, Ou Yan ate the desserts bought by Si Yechen and soon it was time to leave the office.

Night fell.

Si Yechen took her to have a candlelit dinner, his eyes seeming to hold countless words, but in the end, he didn't say a word and silently fed her.

"Is there something?" Ou Yan looked at his hesitant appearance, feeling puzzled.

"Do you... not like that bracelet?" Si Yechen looked at her with a somewhat downcast expression. "Or... do you not like me?"

Ou Yan: ??? "Is it because I've been bothering you a lot recently and you're annoyed?" Si Yechen picked up a hot towel, gently wiping off the sauce from her lips, his gaze intense and concerned, waiting for her answer.

Ou Yan only then noticed that she forgot to wear the bracelet.

"If it's because you don't like me, then I'll work harder to make you like me. Give me some more time?"

Ou Yan: ???

"If it's because you don't like that bracelet, I'll design a new one for you."

Ou Yan: !!! "Did you design that bracelet?" Ou Yan was somewhat surprised.

But for Si Yechen, it wasn't a difficult task at all. He had a natural talent for design since childhood, and in Qing Mu's words, if he focused solely on design, he would become a legend in the design world!

His design talent had once caused a sensation internationally.

"Yeah." Si Yechen looked at her eyes, his expression serious and solemn. "Is it an issue with the bracelet or with me? If both, I'll fix them together."

Ou Yan raised her lips, her smile clear and beautiful. "The bracelet is quite nice, I really like it. I accidentally spilled juice on it in the afternoon and took it off to wash my hands, then forgot to put it back on."

So, this guy thought she didn't like him anymore, and that's why he was being so careful?

"Then what about me?" Si Yechen's gaze was serious and concerned as he looked at her. "Do you like or dislike me?"

"..." Who asks such questions?

"Like, or dislike?"

"It's okay." Ou Yan smiled. "Can we eat peacefully now?"

Si Yechen lovingly touched her face, dissipating the gloom from earlier and replacing it with sweetness and happiness.

Yan Yan said he was okay.

It meant that he was doing quite well most of the time.

He raised a smile, joyfully feeding her.

"I'll eat by myself."

"Do you want me to feed you with a spoon, or..." Si Yechen suddenly leaned in, giving her a gentle kiss, hinting at something.

"You..." This guy was being naughty again!

After finally finishing the meal, Si Yechen escorted her to the entrance of the company. Getting off the car, he opened the door for her. "I'll accompany you up."

"The company's production line operates 24 hours."

If he went up, there was a high chance that the production department's people would see him.

Seeing Si Yechen looking a bit aggrieved, Ou Yan helplessly said, "Wait for me here. I'll come down after getting the bracelet."

"Then hug me for a moment."

"..." "Hug? Give me a moment." Si Yechen opened his arms, like a child asking for a hug.

Ou Yan looked at this usually cold and indifferent man turning so childishly in front of her, feeling even more helpless. To avoid being seen by others, she tentatively touched him.

She thought it would be just a touch, but unexpectedly, Si Yechen's arms immediately encircled her. "When can I be seen in the light?"

"Uh?" "When can people know that I'm your fiancé?"

"Is it important?"

"Important." Si Yechen hugged her tighter. "Very important. Is there anyone in the company pursuing you?"

Ou Yan found it funny. In these past few days, she had caused such chaos in the company that not only men but even women were afraid to approach her...

"No."

"I like it." Si Yechen inhaled the fragrance from her body. "I really like it. You're a married woman; you need to keep a distance from others."

"..." "Okay, okay. I'm going up now." Ou Yan didn't want to hug and cuddle in the middle of the street, affecting her image.

She entered the company, entered the office with the access code, pushed the door open, and found the bracelet lying quietly on the desk...

Thinking of what he said tonight, Ou Yan's heart warmed.

To avoid making him wait too long, Ou Yan put on the bracelet and left the office. Just as she was about to enter the elevator, she suddenly heard voices coming from the safe corridor...

It seemed like a quarrel, with a hint of complaint.

Ou Yan tiptoed and pushed open the door. She then realized the voices were coming from a few floors below.

Because of the echoing corridor, the voices sounded louder.

 Chapter 138: What are the Dangers of This Medicine?

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  Chapter 73: Seven-Digit Afternoon Tea

Steward Wen's appearance didn't surprise him. "Grandfather sent you?"

"Yes... Old Master specifically invited a top pastry chef from France to prepare afternoon tea for Miss Ou."

At this, the housekeeper quickly took the items off the car, apologetically saying, "It's just... there's nothing for you."

"No problem."

Si Yechen glanced in the direction of the company. As long as his Yan Yan enjoyed the tea, he was happy.

"Young Master, are you here to deliver afternoon tea to Miss too?"

"Yes."

"Did I come too late?"

The housekeeper was a bit regretful. This afternoon tea was personally made by the pastry chef, using the best ingredients, a special gesture from Old Master.

If Miss had already eaten Young Master's portion and was full, she might not have the appetite for Grandpa's portion...

That would disappoint Grandpa.

At that moment, the housekeeper suddenly saw a familiar figure coming out of the company. He immediately approached, respectfully handing over the items. "Miss, Old Master asked me to deliver these to you."

Ou Yan took them, offering a polite smile. "Thank Grandpa for me."

"Old Master told you to visit him when you have time, not to overwork, and to take care of yourself."

"Okay."

"Also, Old Master mentioned that the high school exam results will be out in a few days. If Miss has a preferred school, whether in the country or abroad, feel free to speak up."

"Got it."

"Furthermore, if there are any troubles at work or any dissatisfaction in life, you can seek Old Master's help."

Si Yechen smirked on the side.

He had managed the group for three years and never received an afternoon tea from Grandpa Si, let alone a caring word. Back when he was in school, Grandpa wouldn't even arrange a school for him, based on his exam scores.

Now, he was quite generous with his granddaughter-in-law.

"Thank Grandpa for me."

Ou Yan stood straight, a blend of coldness and obedience in her demeanor, pleasing to the eye.

"I will convey your thanks. I won't disturb your work any longer, Miss."

The housekeeper said this, glancing at Si Yechen beside him respectfully. "Young Master, I'll take my leave."

"Okay." Si Yechen knew he was leaving them alone intentionally.

Quite considerate.

"Why are you still here?" Ou Yan's gaze fell on Si Yechen, seeming a bit surprised.

Si Yechen reached out to touch her face, lifting a indulgent smile. "It's fate. The heavens have brought us together again."

"..."

"I'll have my afternoon tea first. As for Grandpa's portion, you don't need to force yourself."

"..."

"Go upstairs."

"Okay."

After Ou Yan left, Si Yechen reluctantly stood there for a while before leaving.

Inside the car, Li Yusha didn't expect Grandpa Si to send the housekeeper to deliver afternoon tea to Ou Yan!

At this moment, she was so angry that smoke was almost coming out of her seven orifices, nearly going crazy with jealousy!

That logo on the meal box belonged to August, the top French pastry chef's exclusive symbol!

Only the pastries he made could be placed in such a box.

Don't be fooled by the small quantity; with his reputation, a single batch would cost at least seven figures.

Grandpa Si actually invited August to make afternoon tea for an uncultivated girl?! He valued her too much, didn't he?

The senior housekeeper, seeing Li Yusha's distorted face, couldn't help but say, "Miss Yusha, don't mind it. All relationships start like this, slowly the fondness will decrease, and conflicts will arise..."

Li Yusha clenched her fists. No, she couldn't wait idly. Right now, Si Yechen wasn't interested in her, and Grandpa Si kept his distance...

Back in the office, Ou Yan, looking at over a dozen bags of afternoon tea on the coffee table, felt a bit overwhelmed.

Even if she had these for dinner, she couldn't finish them all.

He Ning came in to report on work, seeing the snacks, he almost drooled...

"President Ou, you're too extravagant. For just an afternoon tea, you ordered so much... Can you finish all of this?"

"Help yourself." Ou Yan wasn't used to eating afternoon tea. Instead of wasting it, she preferred to share.

"President Ou, are you serious? Afternoon tea made by August and Benson... You're letting me take some casually?" He Ning was almost shocked.

Ou Yan raised her eyebrows, as if asking, who are August and Benson?

"President Ou, you really don't know who they are?"

He Ning widened his eyes, swallowing saliva. "August is a top French pastry chef, and Benson is a big shot in the British pastry world."

"..." Ou Yan hadn't heard of them, raising her brows. "Are they expensive?"

"General Ou, these afternoon teas aren't ordered by you? That means the person who ordered them for you really values and likes you..."

"Oh?"

"August has retired. Asking him to make afternoon tea is not just about money."

"..."

"And Benson, the last time an international superstar wanted to eat his afternoon tea, it took three whole months of planning and using countless connections for Benson to agree."

"..."

"Your afternoon teas, combined, must be at least seven figures."

Ou Yan: ??? Seven figures??? Robbery???

"President Ou, don't doubt it. Their reputation alone is worth that price."

Looking at the quantity, it was quite a lot, and the workmanship was exquisite.

"Choose." Ou Yan lazily leaned on the sofa, indifferent in tone, as if this was just an ordinary afternoon tea with no difference to her.

"Well, can I take a few?" He Ning selected some, but they were all relatively ordinary or repeated pastries. He didn't dare touch the expensive ones.

After a while, Yin Panpan came to ask about the drawing, and Ou Yan let her take some too.

The remaining ones were being picked up. Ou Yan was just about to take a bite when she heard He Ning's voice outside.

"Vice President Hu, you really can't go in..."

"Let me consult with President Ou!."

 "Your anger towards me won't help... Even if you break in, you'll have to leave obediently in the end... Why bother?"

"Let him in." Ou Yan said lazily.

Hu Linquan burst in, seeing Ou Yan sitting on the sofa, enjoying her afternoon tea. He smiled apologetically, "President Ou, there might be a misunderstanding between us. I don't know if you have time. Can we talk?"

"Sorry." Ou Yan casually took a bite of dessert. "I'm busy."

"If you have any opinions about me, just let me know. I'll definitely make changes." Hu Linquan smiled, "About my relatives... Can we turn the page?"

Ou Yan stopped eating the dessert, raising her eyebrows. "He fed my employees with all sorts of additives for a whole year... If that happened to you, would you easily let him go?"

Chapter 137: Taking Intimate Photos She quickly gave up on this idea; she didn't want to ruin what Sheng Mingsi gave her. If possible, she could use something else, like the towels in the hotel bathroom. But... "Why do I need to tie your hands and feet?" She didn't quite understand the meaning behind this statement. Lu Su was let down on the bed by her, and as she leaned in to ask, her breath became chaotic. He reached out, grabbing her wrist, "Because... I can't resist the urge to get close to you like this." Then, after getting close, Jiang Chenchen wouldn't be able to resist breaking his wrist. Explaining this, she understood. So, she went to get a towel from the bathroom to tie his hands. "The phone is in my right pocket." Face recognition unlocked the phone, and Jiang Chenchen called the assistant as he instructed. The assistant had been waiting outside the hotel door, but there was no answer. Assistant Xiaochen was originally waiting outside the hotel but was summoned by a few people to a dark alley. "What's going on? You come to such a luxurious hotel and can't afford to pay?" "No..." The person in front of him patted his face, "Stop talking nonsense. Either we break one of your hands here today, or you give back the money." "Brother, please... I really don't have any money!" "I heard you're the assistant of the big star Lu Su. This star makes several billion, and you're not making some extra money with him? Saying you have no money, is that a joke we don't understand?" After saying that, a kick came! Xiaochen screamed, squatting down, and was quickly muffled. "If we don't give you a lesson, you won't understand the seriousness of the matter!" The leader released his hand, roughly lifting his chin, "Today, there must be an explanation here. Smart people should know what to do, or else, don't blame us for being impolite." Xiaochen was scared, and this dark place warned him with ferocious eyes. He was at a loss. But he did owe money, and if he didn't pay, they would really resort to violence! What to do!? "I really have no money. Brother Wang, what do you want to do to let me go today? Give me a day, and I will definitely repay the money tomorrow!" "It seems you still don't understand, huh?" Brother Wang sneered, stood up, and signaled to the others. Then, five or six rounds of punches and kicks came down. Xiaochen kept begging, "Brother Wang, please, give me a way out. I really have no other way!" At this moment, his phone rang. Brother Wang signaled the others to stop. Squatting down, he took the phone from Xiaochen's pocket. Seeing that it was Lu Su's call, Brother Wang raised his eyebrows, looking at Xiaochen holding the phone. "Look, isn't this your money tree? A big star's exclusive scoop is worth a lot. Use your brain. Do you really need to be short of an arm or hand?" ... When Jiang Chenchen made the second call, Xiaochen finally answered. Although he sounded a bit strange, she didn't think much about it and asked him to come over. Xiaochen hurriedly came over, enduring the pain. Those people were ruthless; they beat him where it couldn't be seen on the body. There was no external injury on his face, but his body was extremely painful, and he had no choice but to take risks! Otherwise, those people could do anything! In the room, seeing Lu Su in this situation, her mind was already working. "He might have a fever; you need to take him to the hospital quickly." Xiaochen saw Lu Su tied up and rushed over, looking surprised, "Teacher Lu, why tie up your hands when you have a fever? Are you okay?" Lu Su felt hot and uncomfortable all over. Shaking his head at the words, he said, "Just drank the wine that Bai Jia's sister handed over like this. Don't ask, come and untie me." Xiaochen quickly went over to help him, preparing to untie his hands. Thinking of those black-handed people outside the door, he knew he couldn't miss this opportunity. So, he paused and said anxiously, "You can't endure being burned like this; we need to cool your forehead first, or you might not make it on the way." He quickly looked at Jiang Chenchen, "Miss Jiang, I beg you." Hearing him say this, Jiang Chenchen went to the bathroom, soaked a towel, and came back to apply it to Lu Su's forehead. Xiaochen stepped back and took out his phone, taking several photos and recording a video. From his shooting angle, it looked as if the two were very close on the bed doing something intimate. Jiang Chenchen turned around to see him holding the phone as he applied the towel to Lu Su's forehead. Xiaochen reacted quickly and hastily said, "I'll quickly contact the hospital." At the same time, he sent one of the taken photos to Zhang Ge. "I wonder how much this is worth?" Soon, Zhang Ge replied, "Compared to your gambling debt, it's far from enough. Only the drops are valuable." Xiaochen looked at his phone and secretly cursed. Damn, how do I complete this?! "I can't do it!" "You can think about yourself, and then you'll be able to do it." He was so angry that he wanted to smash his phone, but at the moment, he could only go down one path. He put the phone down, seeing Jiang Chenchen still cooling Lu Su's forehead, so he calmly picked up a flower vase in the hotel room, approached her from behind, and aimed to strike her head! He didn't strike! The flower vase was held by Jiang Chenchen, and her expressionless look made Xiaochen panic. How could her reaction be so fast! Wanting to take the vase back from her, but she had a strong grip! "What are you..." Is she not a normal woman?!?! "What do you want to do?" Jiang Chenchen looked at him, "If you don't explain, I'll smash this vase on your head." Her tone was very calm, as if she was about to smash something other than a vase. Xiaochen looked at her in panic. Subconsciously stepping back, he couldn't help but think of the time on the island when he saw the male actor Jiao Weiyun come out of her room covered in blood! She really can do it!! "I... I'm just..." Xiaochen wanted to bluff his way through, but he couldn't find a suitable lie. At this moment, his phone in his pocket made a sound, receiving a text message. This kind of movement made him feel like he was electrocuted. He lowered his head to glance at it, and then lifted his gaze. Sure enough, Jiang Chenchen noticed something unusual. She took a step forward, "Bring the phone over." With a calm tone and a rebellious look in her eyes. Xiaochen, seeing her eyes, was startled. Pressing the phone, he quickly explained, "It's not what you think!" "Xiaochen, what are you doing?" Lu Su sensed that something was wrong and tried to get up from the bed, but his bound hands and weak body prevented him from doing so. Jiang Chenchen completely took the vase from his hand, walked toward Xiaochen while holding the vase, and said, "Bring the phone out." Xiaochen stepped back. It's not that he was scared. This girl in front of him was not an ordinary girl. She looked terrifying, and he had injuries on him. He was afraid he wouldn't be able to fight back. If he couldn't fight back, he would turn around and run. However, when he reached the door, he reached out to open it. Before he could turn the doorknob, she swiftly came over and kicked the door, stomping on the door panel. The gust of wind from that foot swept past his face like a knife, and the vase was right above his head. Under multiple shocks, he was almost scared enough to lose control of his bladder. Meanwhile, there was a sound of the door opening.

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Chapter 593: Brother Hao, why did you also hide it from me?

While Qin Ruan was lost in thought, there was a slight movement not far away.

She raised her profound and icy-cold eyes and looked toward the source of the sound.

It was Xiao Guang and the female ghost.

Qin Ruan's eyes were cold and fierce as she stared at the two ghosts, her expression bloodthirsty and terrifying.

She pointed at them in the air and said, "Do you remember what I said to you before?"

The female ghost knew she was about to settle the score, so she immediately stood in front of Xiao Guang and said, "We had our reasons for doing what we did!"

Her face was pale, filled with despair, and a deep sense of sorrow enveloped her soul.

Qin Ruan was even more upset, unable to empathize anymore.

A sinister smile appeared on her lips, and a cold aura spread out from her body.

"I don't want to hear your reasons. All I know is that you deceived me." Her voice was devoid of any emotions.

Xiao Guang supported the female ghost and pleaded with Qin Ruan, "Miss Qin, could you spare us?"

Qin Ruan's eyes narrowed coldly, "Why should I?"

These two ghosts played her, evoking her sympathy. Why should she let them go?

She manifested a faint golden light in her palm, which gradually grew bigger.

Xiao Guang and the female ghost looked pale and fearful.

They were afraid of this power.

Qin Ruan's lips curved with a sinister arc, and a chill emanated from her, "I am a person who repays kindness and enmity in kind. Regardless of whether it was your goodwill or malice towards me, I will repay it multiple times over."

With the golden light sphere in her hand, Qin Ruan launched it toward Xiao Guang and the female ghost at the speed of light.

As soon as the powerful dark energy ball collided with their souls, they were instantly reduced to ashes.

"I'm pregnant!"

The female ghost tightly clung to Xiao Guang's neck.

At this moment, she still protected him in front of Qin Ruan.

Qin Ruan's eyes showed a trace of surprise and displeasure as she furrowed her brows.

Nevertheless, she didn't stop her attack.

She was waiting—

Just as the golden light sphere was about to touch Xiao Guang and the female ghost, Xiao Guang hugged the ghost and quickly evaded.

In the end, he also released a strong black mist from the ghost's body, confronting the golden light sphere released by Qin Ruan.

The immensely powerful dark energy instantly engulfed the golden light sphere.

Qin Ruan's lips curled with a mocking smile, and her face showed a knowing expression.

She lifted her finger slightly, and the golden light sphere, which was surrounded by the black mist, broke free.

With her other hand, she gently reached out and absorbed the dense black mist in the air.

Qin Ruan's gaze fell on Xiao Guang and the female ghost, examining them up and down. Then, she smiled lightly.

"Not bad, such a great supplement should naturally belong to me."

Her gaze locked onto Xiao Guang like she was targeting prey.

The ghost emitted a dense aura that she craved.

She had been struggling to find such aura, and now it was delivered to her doorstep. How could she let it go?

Xiao Guang felt his heart racing as he bit his teeth and said, "I know who you are. The Extradition Envoy has not appeared in the human world for hundreds of years. You are the first one in a century. Xiao Qiao and I cannot reincarnate due to certain circumstances after our death, so we want to use your ability to go to the underworld."

"In the end, apart from deceiving you, we have never harmed you. Why go to such lengths to exterminate us?"

Qin Ruan's expression turned cold, and she said in a menacing tone, "But you deceived me!"

Her cold eyes were sharp like those of an eagle, making Xiao Guang and the ghost named Xiao Qiao somewhat afraid.

Xiao Guang's expression tensed, and he unconsciously swallowed saliva like a human.

Suddenly, he pulled Xiao Qiao behind him and knelt before Qin Ruan.

"If you want to kill me, then go ahead, but please spare Xiao Qiao. She's pregnant and carrying a ghost's fetus. Please show mercy and send her to the underworld to recover and give birth."

"It has nothing to do with me!"

Qin Ruan's eyes flickered slightly, her expression indifferent as she sternly refused.

Although Xiao Guang was enraged, he had his own hardships.

Qin Ruan reached out through the air and grabbed the kneeling Xiao Guang, pulling him close with her dark energy.

She stared at his angry, unwilling, desperate, and sorrowful eyes without any emotion in her voice. "I have always kept my promises. You deceived me first, and now I must take back what is rightfully mine."

Before Xiao Guang could speak, Qin Ruan's hand moved toward his face.

A loud buzzing sound echoed through the large hall.

Xiao Guang froze in place.

His soul was gradually dissipating, and the dense dark energy rushed out from his body.

Qin Ruan absorbed the dark energy expressionlessly.

Nearby, Xiao Qiao, who witnessed everything, was infuriated and cried blood tears.

"Xiao Guang!!"

"I will kill you!"

Xiao Qiao rushed toward Qin Ruan like a madwoman.

Qin Ruan's expression was disdainful as she coldly snorted, "You don't know any better!"

She continued to absorb Xiao Guang's dark energy. The intense black aura couldn't be absorbed in a short time.

When Xiao Qiao rushed at her, Qin Ruan merely extended a finger and immobilized her.

She released threads of dark energy from her fingertips, imprisoning Xiao Qiao's body and making her lose her ability to move.

By the time Qin Ruan finished absorbing the dark energy, Xiao Qiao's face was covered in tears and blood.

Her once beautiful face became twisted and deformed, with cracked and decaying skin, oozing black blood from the wounds.

The air was filled with an indescribable rotten smell.

"I will kill you, kill you!!!"

Xiao Qiao glared at Qin Ruan, her soul trembling and her puppet power gradually diminishing.

She hated Qin Ruan's eyes, wishing she could chew her up and swallow her.

"Want to kill me? Let's see if you have the ability."

Qin Ruan pointed her palm at Xiao Qiao and slowly closed her fingers.

Xiao Qiao's soul slowly shrank until it formed a small black ball.

The black ball floated slowly into Qin Ruan's hand.

Lin Hao, who had been watching everything, saw Qin Ruan retract her hand and walked over to her.

He asked with concern, "Madam, are you alright?"

Qin Ruan put away Xiao Qiao's ghost body and raised her head to seriously appraise the man before her.

Her voice was calm, "Lin Hao, do you know about Third Young Master's condition?"

Lin Hao's cold and resolute expression showed a trace of discomfort.

After a while, he nodded, "...Yes."

Lin Hao did indeed know about it. He received orders from Third Young Master and Hou Qiang not to inform Qin Ruan.

Qin Ruan's condition was becoming more critical day by day, and she couldn't be subjected to too much stress.

Third Young Master didn't want her to bear too much burden.

Qin Ruan sneered, "Great, all of you are good at hiding things from me! Each and every one of you!"

She felt her temples throbbing, and her head was starting to hurt.

Lin Hao said hesitantly, "Qin Ruan..."

"Don't call me that!"

Qin Ruan was furious. She didn't expect Lin Hao to keep things from her too.

Their bond was different from Hou Qiang, Hou Chuan, and the others.

She kicked the table in front of her.

"Duang!"

The marble table shook, and the tea set on it fell to the ground with a clang.

Lin Hao's expression changed slightly as he clenched his lips.

He knew that Qin Ruan would be angry about this, but he didn't expect her to be so furious.

"Qin Ruan, you can be angry, but take care of your health."

He knew how much Qin Ruan valued the child in her belly.

The force she used just now wasn't light.

Lin Hao looked anxiously at Qin Ruan's face, afraid that she might feel uncomfortable in the next moment.

Qin Ruan rushed over, grabbed his collar, and brought him close to her.

Her gaze was cold, and her voice exuded a hint of chill, "Brother Hao, why did you also hide it from me? If something really happens to Third Young Master, and I don't know about it, how am I supposed to handle the child in my belly without a father?!"

As Hou Qiang and Hou Chuan were sending the medical team downstairs, they happened to witness the scene.

Qin Ruan's questioning voice wasn't loud, nor was it intimidating, but they could feel the hidden sorrow in her words.

Hou Qiang instructed Hou Chuan in a low voice, "I'll go with the medical team. You figure out what's going on here."

"Alright."

Hou Chuan quickly went downstairs and approached Qin Ruan and Lin Hao.

Chapter 592: Qin Ruan, Take Care of Yourself

Qin Ruan couldn't blame Third Young Master and the entire Hou family for deceiving her.

Hou Yirong's cryptic reminder last night urged her not to miss Third Master's return.

Hou Qiang and Hou Chuan learned that Third Master had spat blood, and their expressions changed.

Everyone made it clear to Qin Ruan that Hou Yunjiao was sick, and she was the only one who didn't know.

"Ruan Ruan, don't be angry."

Hou Yunjiao saw Qin Ruan's footsteps accelerating and had to catch up with her.

At this point, he still thought that Qin Ruan was angry with him.

"Third Young Master!"

"Third Young Master!!"

Planning to go upstairs to adjust his emotions and find a way to treat Hou Yunjiao, Qin Ruan suddenly heard cries from behind.

She turned around and saw the King of the Underworld standing next to Hou Yunjiao wearing a black robe, and his face was unclear, but a red mole on the tip of his nose was especially distinct.

Hou Yunjiao's aura fluctuated wildly when he was by the King of the Underworld's side.

His eyes were closed, and his body fell straight down.

The scene of Hou Yunjiao slowly falling down was clearly reflected in Qin Ruan's eyes.

In her mind, something seemed to explode.

"Third Young Master!!!"

Qin Ruan couldn't care about self-blame anymore. Her eyes were bloodshot, and she protected her belly as she ran over.

"Lady, slow down!"

Lin Hao saw Qin Ruan running back desperately and hurriedly rushed over to stop her.

When Third Young Master's body was about to hit the ground, Hou Qiang and Hou Chuan rushed over.

Their speed was like a blur, and they both caught Third Young Master.

Seeing that Third Young Master was not in danger, Qin Ruan's tense heart slowly calmed down.

Lin Hao supported Qin Ruan's arm, and the two of them walked quickly over.

"Third Young Master, Third Young Master?"

Hou Qiang called out anxiously.

Hou Chuan made a phone call to summon the Huo family's medical team.

Qin Ruan's eyes were fixed on the pale man lying on the sofa.

The purple aura and the black mist unique to Third Young Master were once again entangled.

They were tearing at each other, and although the purple aura was weak, it refused to back down and struggled with the black mist.

The faint purple aura was no match for the thick black mist. It was quickly suppressed.

Hou Yunjiao, lying on the sofa, frowned, his face showing signs of pain, no longer as calm as before.

Qin Ruan could imagine the pain he was going through.

She approached with Lin Hao's support.

Due to the inconvenience of her belly, she couldn't bend over and could only kneel on the ground.

"Madam!"

Hou Qiang exclaimed when he saw this.

Qin Ruan ignored him and reached out to hold Hou Yunjiao's hand, which was colder than a normal person's and exuded a chill.

The power of the Underworld was transmitted through their intertwined hands and into Hou Yunjiao body.

With the help of this power, the purple aura quickly suppressed the black mist's attempt to engulf him.

Hou Yunjiao furrowed brows eased, and his expression was no longer filled with pain.

Qin Ruan's lips were tightly pressed together. She felt the heat coming from the inside of her arm as she continuously infused her power.

"Enough! If you continue like this, something bad will happen!"

The King of the Underworld waved his black robe, interrupting the connection between her and Hou Yunjiao.

Qin Ruan turned her head and stared coldly at the King of the Underworld.

Her eyes looked ferocious, as if she wanted to devour him.

The King of the Underworld also knew what impact his sudden appearance had caused.

He met Qin Ruan's angry gaze and whispered, "I didn't know he was here. Don't look at me like that. This is not my fault."

The Hou family's medical team arrived, and Hou Chuan stepped forward to help Qin Ruan up from the ground.

"Madam, don't worry. Master will be fine."

Qin Ruan knew that Hou Yunjiao would be fine, but he was suffering greatly.

After she stood up, the doctors surrounded Hou Yunjiao.

Dr. Chen, the leader, quickly conducted a professional examination and sighed with relief.

Facing Qin Ruan, Hou Qiang, and others, he said, "Everything is normal. Third Young Master has been overworked recently and lacks rest. Send him back to his room to rest."

Hou Qiang immediately summoned two subordinates to take Third Young Master back to his room.

Dr. Chen followed with the other doctors.

Qin Ruan remained silent throughout the process.

In the spacious hall, only she and Lin Hao, as well as the other servants, remained.

And not far away, the King of the Underworld, invisible to anyone's eyes.

Qin Ruan glanced at Lin Hao, who had a serious face, not knowing what he was thinking.

If he could see the King of the Underworld, he wouldn't look like this.

Qin Ruan raised her foot and walked towards the King of the Underworld.

The latter extended his hand and slowly opened his palm. Two black light circles flew out from his hand.

The light circles gradually transformed into human forms—it was Xiao Guang and the female ghost, who had recently departed. They appeared before Qin Ruan, trembling.

Qin Ruan didn't even spare them a glance. Her gaze was fixed on the King of the Underworld.

The King of the Underworld avoided her gaze and spoke quickly, "I brought these two little puppets for you. Whether they live or die is up to you. I'll leave now, and don't summon me, no matter what happens!"

Saying that, he turned to leave.

Qin Ruan's face turned dark, and a hint of satisfaction curved her lips.

Qin Ruan got the answer she wanted.

In this life, she asked for little, only wanting to make up for the regrets of her previous life.

The company of her family, the return of her child, and the gratitude of Hou Yunjiao in her previous life.

She wanted to have all of this forever, and the only way was to continuously collect the Underworld's power.

As long as she got an answer, she wouldn't have to be anxious every day.

They said that Hou Yunjiao had less than ten years to live.

But she wanted him to accompany her for ten years, twenty years, thirty years, until a hundred years.

Chapter 124: Making a Wish for Her

Bai Lu finished a large bowl of meat without shedding a tear, as the cake arrived, forcing her to clear the table of the unfinished dishes.

Steadily holding the cake, Xiao Wei navigated around the scattered bottles, attracting magical, bewildered, and incomprehensible gazes as he approached the table.

Carefully placing the cake on the table, he returned to his seat, ready to start eating.

"Don't move!"

Tipsy, Luo Shiliu took a wobbly stroll around the table, eyes following the cake as he circled. As he spun, he said, "Let me guess what this is. Me and Cheng Ge have seen the world."

"I know!" Xiao Da Zhuang raised his hand, but Wang Hao covered his mouth, speaking first, "This is a cake!"

"No one in the town has it, nor in Ping Cheng, only in Nan Shi. We went with Cheng Ge last year to collect debts, and I saw someone buying a cake on the street. It's especially expensive!"

Three grown men encircled the round table.

They had been with Xiao Cheng to collect debts, been outside the city, seen the world, seen cakes, but had never eaten one.

They wished to peer into the cake with their eyes.

Luckily, the table was of good quality, just able to withstand their wobbly steps as they leaned on it while walking.

If the quality were lower, they might have toppled over along with the table.

"Is this bought by Sister-in-law?" Xiao Da Zhuang asked Bai Lu, "Did Sister-in-law know that Big Brother is taking us out of town for a big business tomorrow, so she specially made a cake for Big Brother as a farewell gift?"

Just as he finished speaking, his head received a wallop.

"Farewell? Today is Cheng Ge's birthday. Sister-in-law made this birthday cake for Cheng Ge!"

Luo Shiliu gave the honest man a wallop and then stopped, grinning at Bai Lu, "Am I right?"

In an instant, all eyes at the table were on her.

Especially the gazes of the men beside her were particularly intense, burning so hot that Bai Lu's face felt flushed.

"Yes, it's a birthday cake. Xiao Wei also helped a bit." This explanation seemed less convincing.

All eyes still remained focused on Bai Lu alone.

Even Xiao Wei was staring at her, nodding earnestly, "I only helped a little. The birthday cake was made by Sister-in-law specifically for Big Brother's birthday."

Bai Lu: "..."

How did things turn out this way?

Clearly, it was a birthday cake made to express gratitude to the benefactor for his care. It was intended as a gift for the benefactor's birthday.

Not the other way around.

Absolutely no other meaning.

Three grown men, with slightly loosened screws, reacted so intensely to the vague notion of making a wish. They refused to let go and kept staring at her. It was as if they thought she would transform into a wish-granting fairy if they kept staring.

Bai Lu had no choice but to find a way to crawl into the ground.

They say three women on stage are a play. Looking at the scene now, three men could easily win the Best Actor award!

Plus, there was an occasionally clueless Xiao Wei: "Big Sister said you can make a wish with the birthday cake. No matter what wish Big Brother makes, Big Sister can make it come true."

Bai Lu: "!!!"

I never said that!

Where did he get that idea?

I'm not a magic lamp!

What if I can't make it come true? Are they going to kill me?

Xiao Wei grasped the precise answer and quickly explained, "Big Sister said when making a wish, you have to hold your hands together, place them in front of your chin."

Under the flickering candlelight, Xiao Cheng held his hands together, slightly lost in his deep, mysterious eyes, not looking at the candle at all.

He didn't understand what to do next.

He could only continue looking at Bai Lu.

Bai Lu, with her eye corners twitching, pulled a ready fruit knife from the nearby small table and handed it to the big guy, saying, "Cut the cake and share it with everyone."

Just as Xiao Cheng took the knife, Xiao Wei reminded, "Big Sister said husband and wife should cut it together."

Bai Lu was close to spitting blood.

She meant that for weddings, the couple should cut the cake together, not for a birthday cake!

Xiao Wei's Chinese teacher must be identified!

"Cut together! Cut together!"

"Big Brother and Big Sister cutting the cake together!"

All three grown men were now sloshed, but they still managed to chant and cheer around the table.

Bai Lu hadn't even found a place to hide yet when Xiao Cheng grabbed her wrist, lifting her into his arms from behind, putting the handle of the fruit knife in her hand and covering it with his big hand.

His chin lightly knocked against her shoulder.

Under the warm light of the swaying candle, with a breath carrying a hint of alcohol that gently brushed past her cheek, White Dew's frozen breath was disrupted.

"You cut it."

He spoke softly.

A slightly tipsy and resonant tone, low and magnetic, brushed against her ear like a warm brush, disturbing her already stiff breath.

"You cut it."

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