"Thank you, young marshal!"

Wang Qi thanked Hua Rong and also saw Hua Rong's expression.

He quickly patted the alluring woman beside him: "Qingqing, aren't you going to greet the young marshal!"

This girl named Qingqing is Wang Qi's latest love interest.

He's currently in favor.

He was usually incredibly arrogant, but when he was with Hua Rong, he became very obedient.

"Greetings, Young Marshal." As he spoke, he reflexively gave her a flirtatious wink.

However, looking at Hua Rong's face, which was even more beautiful than a woman's, she suddenly felt that she was humiliating herself.

"Mr. Wang, you're really lucky with women. I remember you just married a concubine."

Wang Qi suddenly felt a little embarrassed, since he wasn't obsessed with anything.

He doesn't gamble, nor does he smoke opium.

But this woman can't quit, and she doesn't want to quit either!

Who else is like the young marshal Hua Rong in front of me, who has been living with just one wife for more than ten years?

This woman is the most beautiful woman in Jiangcheng.

More than ten years have passed, and even the most beautiful woman has grown old.

Nowhere can you find such adorable young girls!

But Hua Rong stubbornly refused to look at anyone else.

He had heard that Hua Rong had never stayed out all night except when he was in the army!

He also showed great respect to Mrs. Fang.

I didn't have any ambiguous relationships with anyone outside of that.

He runs a nightclub filled with singing and dancing, yet he doesn't have a single female confidante by his side.

Any woman who gets too close will be met with his cold, ruthless glare.

What a heartless man!

Wang Qi actually looked down on men like Hua Rong.

He's henpecked!

Where is the man's prestige?!

Hua Rong didn't care what Wang Qi was thinking. He said indifferently, "I wonder how Seventh Aunt is?"

Upon hearing this question, Wang Qi looked extremely embarrassed.

In fact, Hua Rong and his seventh concubine had never met.

He didn't hold a banquet when he took his seventh concubine.

But he knew very well why Hua Rong knew about her.

Seventh Aunt was one of his mistresses back then, when his fierce wife was still alive.

He didn't dare bring anyone into his home, so he kept her as a mistress outside.

He kept his seventh concubine while she was still in high school.

That is, the female college student he later sent to Hua Rong's side, intending to present her as a gift.

But he was a bronze-level player, while Hua Rong was a king.

Hua Rong broke through their opening move!

Afterwards, Wang Qi remained anxious for a long time.

He only breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that Hua Rong wouldn't cause him any trouble.

He never expected that Hua Rong would suddenly say such a thing after so many years.

Now, when Hua Rong mentions this seventh concubine, it's also to mock him.

Wang Qi overheard this, but dared not say anything more.

Ultimately, it was all because he went too far in this matter.

Hua Rong didn't know why she thought of that female college student.

Perhaps it was because of the stubborn expression on her face when she blocked his car.

Moreover, he was very clear that the female college student would only become Wang Qi's mistress in order to pay for medical treatment for his seriously ill parents.

There are too many people suffering in this world, and he has no way to save them one by one.

"Young Master Fang, Boss Wang! Ahem."

Hua Rong looked in the direction of the sound and was surprised to see another familiar face—Cao Zhenglong.

Hua Rong was somewhat surprised, as Cao Zhenglong rarely came to the Never-Night Pavilion.

"Mr. Cao, what brings you here today? You didn't even tell me beforehand so I could have entertained you."

Cao Zhenglong quickly waved his hand: "How could I dare to trouble the young marshal! Cough cough."

Hua Rong frowned as she looked at Cao Zhenglong's face.

His face was dark, and there were purplish marks on his forehead from pressing with his fingers for a long time.

It's probably because I often have headaches and want to relieve them by pressing on the area.

Moreover, he had dark circles under his eyes, bluish-purple lips, and looked very thin.

Cao Zhenglong looked like he was about to die!

Cao Zhenglong gave a wry smile: "I came here today specifically to see the young marshal, because I wanted to discuss something with him. I hope you won't mind that I've taken up too much of your time!"

Seeing this, Wang Qi quickly slipped away.

"Then I won't disturb the young marshal and Boss Cao any longer."

After saying that, he quickly pulled his new lover away.

Hua Rong watched his retreating figure and shook her head.

This person doesn't have the original owner's looks or skills, so he'll eventually fall for a woman!

Hua Rong only grumbled inwardly at this point, but little did she know, the milk would hit the mark...

I went back upstairs, and Leng Huaqing was still there.

Before Hua Rong could speak, Leng Huaqing said with a smile, "I'll go pour tea for you two."

Upon hearing this, Hua Rong recalled the time when Leng Huaqing was his maid.

Back then, she always took very good care of him.

He smiled, said nothing, and Cao Zhenglong sat down facing him.

"I wonder what Boss Cao wanted to say to Hua Rong?"

Cao Zhenglong was about to speak when he suddenly started coughing incessantly.

"Here, Mr. Cao, have some honey water to soothe your throat."

Leng Huaqing brought Cao Zhenglong a glass of water.

He paused for a moment at his pulse, then finally shook his head at Hua Rong.

Hua Rong understood.

It seems Cao Zhenglong's days are numbered; there's no way to prolong his life.

"Please excuse my poor health, young marshal. My health has been deteriorating in recent years. I'm here today mainly to ask for your help."

"Of course, to express my gratitude to the young marshal, I am willing to donate all my family wealth for military purposes!"

Hua Rong wasn't actually that surprised when she heard this.

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