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Chapter 38: Bitterness

Translator: Sissy That Walk

This man in a flamboyant gown was no other than the wealthiest man in the capital city, Su Liancheng.

He put on a flamboyant gown deliberately to piss off his father who came to Murong Yun’s mansion looking for him.

“My good sister-in-law, what’s going on? Why are you wounded all over?” asked Su Liancheng with concern.

‘Could it be Brother Eighth suffered a paroxysm? No way, it’s not full moon yet. But what could it be?’

Thinking of this, Su Liancheng put on a poker face and said half jokingly, “Brother Eighth, is this on you? Listen, Brother Eighth, you cannot do this to a girl because she doesn’t love you back.”

‘What the heck?’

“Su Liancheng, you silly Su Liancheng, it’s nothing like that.” replied Luo Qianqian, pressing her forehead.

Su Liancheng blinked his innocent eyes and asked, “What is it then, do tell. I will definitely revenge you, whoever did this to you will receive ten times more.”

Feng Qing just entered the gate and threw one man on the floor, “Lord Su, this man is one of them.”

Murong Yun was not in the mood to play with Su Liancheng, he asked a servant to inform Doctor Lin that they need his help.

With that, Murong Yun carried Luo Qianqian and walked to the back of the mansion.

Su Liancheng knew now was not a good time to throw questions at them, he took off the flamboyant gown and wiped his face, a low-key colored gown revealed and he looked much more handsome.

“Feng Qing, keep a close eye on this man, wait for me to skin him.” said Su Liancheng dramatically.

Feng Qing gave him a dry nodding.

Su Liancheng’s lips twitched, he was expecting a more responsive reaction than a dry nodding, he turned back and looked at Feng Qing, “No wonder you don’t have a lady friend now, because you are just like your master, boring!”

Feng Qing talked back, “Yeah yeah yeah, unlike you, Lord Su, who is being chased for some blind dates, I naturally have no game.”

Luo Qianqian happened to hear it all, she asked Murong Yun with her eyes wide open, “Is this the way they talk to each other?”

Murong Yun nodded, “Yeah, never mind them.”

Murong Yun carried Luo Qianqian to his room.

The furniture and decoration of Murong Yun’s room were pretty simple, but every item was a treasure.

Like the vase on the table, hmm, it could easily fetch over a million yuan.

And the table in the living room, she had no idea what material it was made of, but the craftsmanship, the color all screamed money.

Murong Yun was indeed loaded… …

Luo Qianqian was even more delighted about her husband-to-be, just imagine all the money she would have, and she didn’t have to sleep with him.

Murong Yun was injecting Internal Chi to Luo Qianqian to make her feel better while she was imagining how rich she was going be become.

Murong Yun’s eyes sparkled, she looked at Luo Qianqian into his eyes, “Murong Yun, why are you so nice to me?”

Murong Yun said this in an earnest manner, “Because you, are mine.”

‘I’m yours?’

Luo Qianqian would keep away from Murong Yun if he talked to her like this in the beginning.

But Luo Qianqian now just went blushed.

Murong Yun categorized people in a simple way, ‘my gang and strangers.’

Just like Su Liancheng and Luo Qianqian, they were both his gang that he would spare no effort to protect and save.

But as for strangers, he couldn’t care less about their life.

It might be a bit too extreme for some people, but Prince Eighth was known for being cold and isolated.

“What are you going to do with the man that Feng Qing captured?” asked Luo Qianqian, “Find out who is behind this and kill him?”

“Yes.” answered Murong Yun undisguisedly.

Murong Yun was a little bit worried whether Luo Qianqian would find him too merciless.

While Luo Qianqian knew better than being a doormat, she wouldn’t frown seeing the guy who was going to kill her ended up being killed.

“That sounds great.”

With that the room door was opened, it was Su Liancheng along with Lin Zimo.

“Brother Eighth, and sister-in-law, Doctor Lin is here.”

This was the second time that Luo Qianqian met Lin Zimo.

The first time was in Prime Minister Luo’s Mansion, she had remembered him as a well-mannered gentleman.

Unlike the last time when she met him, he was wearing a gray gown and he appeared as terribly exhausted listless. And the dark circles under his eyes had totally betrayed him.

He looked at Luo Qianqian who was lying in the bed with a complicated look, and his smile was a bit dry.

“I don’t know what’s going on with you, Mo, you are so hard to contact these days, always turning down visitors. Thank God you are here to treat my good sister-in-law.”

Luo Qianqian’s heart fluttered, she knew this flutter was from the body’s owner — the real Luo Qianqian.

The next second her eyes turned red and tears streamed down, she was not suffering pain from the wounds, but she just couldn’t help crying.

This body was crying on her own.

Seeing that, Murong Yun, for the first time in his life, lost it.

“… Qianqian… is there anything… …” faltered Murong Yun.

“Is there anything that I can do?” Murong Yun blamed himself so hard, how he wished he had asked Feng Qing to protect her secretly.

But Luo Qianqian’s eyes were looking at Lin Zimo.

Lin Zimo sensed that, he looked at Luo Qianqian in the eyes and stood transfixed.

‘Qianqian still has feelings for me?’

“I’m all right, it’s so dusty in here.” Luo Qianqian wiped her face violently, tear stains and blood stains on her face somehow made her look even more prettier.

Murong Yun asked her gently, “Doctor Lin is here, let’s have those wounds checked first, shall we?”

“Yeah.” Luo Qianqian took a deep breath and nodded.

Lin Zimo put his hand on Luo Qianqian’s wrist to feel her pulse, while Luo Qianqian resumed the indifferent look she usually showed to him.

‘It looks like I’m over thinking, she doesn’t have feelings for me at all.’ thought Lin Zimo bitterly.

With that in mind, Lin Zimo said, “Excuse me Miss Luo, I am now going to check your wounds.”