Chapter 207

The Marquis of Anding's residence, Tingzhu Pavilion.

Chen Liehu woke up early and ran to his elder brother's courtyard. He didn't know what he wanted to do. In short, his mind was in turmoil, as if he had a lot to say but didn't know how to start.

He hadn't slept well for several days, but his mind remained in a state of extreme excitement.

Chen Liehu sat at the stone table, sipping tea cup after cup, like a bull chewing on a peony, making the veins on Chen Mohan's forehead throb.

If he hadn't been free today, and if he hadn't missed his younger brother for many years, he probably would have kicked him out long ago, to save him from wasting his good tea and ruining his enjoyment.

Chen Mohan glanced at Chen Liehu again, and the other man's absent-minded look made him understand. He picked up his teacup, took a sip, and casually asked, "You have a girl you like?"

"Big, big brother, how did you know?" Chen Liehu's cheeks flushed red, and he stammered as he looked at Chen Mohan in disbelief, unable to understand how Chen Mohan had guessed his thoughts.

Chen Mohan chuckled. His silly younger brother was always simple-minded, wearing his thoughts on his sleeve. If it weren't for the protection of the Marquis's mansion, he would have been sold out long ago.

It was thanks to his brute strength and his cunning friend Lu Linfeng that he was able to make a name for himself and achieve something great. Otherwise, it wouldn't have been so easy for him, and Chen Mohan wouldn't have felt comfortable sending his silly younger brother to the battlefield.

However, after laughing, Chen Mohan frowned again. He could sense that Chen Liehu's unease wasn't just due to having someone he liked; there seemed to be something else going on, and it was related to him.

The other person always seemed to want to say something but hesitated when looking at him.

What could it be? Chen Mohan frowned in thought.

"What kind of girl do you like?"

A sweet voice broke in, and Chen Mohan and Chen Liehu turned their heads at the same time to see Chen Qinxue walking over carrying a wooden box.

"Big brother, second brother," Chen Qinxue said with a smile, stepping forward and placing the pastries from the wooden box on the stone table. "Please have a taste!"

The pastries were delicate and small, and looked very delicious.

Both brothers, Chen Mohan and Chen Liehu, love sweets, especially Chen Liehu.

In the past, whenever Chen Qinxue brought him pastries, he would be overjoyed and finish them in the blink of an eye. He would also be moved and praise Chen Qinxue for her thoughtfulness.

This time, however, Chen Liehu didn't even glance at the pastry. Instead, he stared at Chen Qinxue with a hint of doubt and asked, "Did Rong Rong really send someone to kill you back then?"

Chen Liehu had been thinking about this problem for several days.

He used to believe it wholeheartedly, but after meeting Rong Rong, he began to have doubts.

That day, Rong Rong was as pure as fresh snow, her eyes so clear that they made one feel ashamed of oneself, as if one were filthy and unworthy to appear before her.

How could someone like Rong Rong hire someone to kill? Especially the daughter of the person who raised her for over a decade?

Didn't you see that the Zhenguo Marquis's mansion only raised her for four years, yet she was willing to sacrifice herself to marry Lu Youning, who was disabled for life?

How could Rong Rong, who is so loyal and righteous, and so beautiful that she is beyond description, possibly want to kill her as Chen Qinxue said?

Despite his simple mind and inability to hide his thoughts, Chen Liehu possesses an astonishing intuition.

The suspicion in Chen Liehu's eyes grew stronger, and Chen Qinxue's smile froze, her expression almost contorting, but she managed to hold it in.

Chen Qinxue lowered her eyes, appearing as if she were sad and upset, but in reality, she was trying to hide the hatred and malice in her eyes.

In the past life, everyone in the Marquis of Anding Mansion favored Rong Rong, and now it feels like a nightmare is repeating itself.

Chen Qinxue gritted her teeth secretly, almost falling into deep hatred. She felt that everyone had wronged her. Chen Qinxue never thought that it was her greed, insatiable desires and profit-seeking after returning to the manor that chilled the hearts of everyone in the manor.

She felt that everyone in the world had wronged her, and that the kindness and sacrifices others made for her were taken for granted. She even felt that others owed her so much that she could never repay them.

She felt perfectly justified and kept demanding things, while Rongrong was obedient, sensible, and considerate in everything she did.

Comparing the two, the people in the Marquis's mansion naturally felt closer to Rong Rong.

However, Chen Qinxue's status as the daughter of the Marquis's family and all the treatment she received were never mistreated by the Marquis's family. She had always been superior to Rong Rong. However, Chen Qinxue could not see these things. She could only see what Rong Rong had gained and what everyone treated Rong Rong with friendliness.

She was convinced that everyone favored Rong Rong, and naturally harbored hatred towards Rong Rong and the entire Marquis's mansion.

If the Marquis's mansion weren't still useful, Chen Qinxue would probably have dealt with everyone in the Marquis's mansion just like she dealt with Rong Rong and the young prince.

Despite her inner hatred, Chen Qinxue remained outwardly composed. Finally, she raised her head, tears welling in her eyes, and asked, "Second Brother, why do you ask me that? Do you suspect me?"

Chen Qinxue looked extremely wronged and humiliated, and tears streamed down her face as if they were flowing freely.

Chen Mohan's face immediately darkened, and he glanced at Chen Liehu with a warning look, "My little sister finally forgot the past, why are you bringing it up again?"

His voice was filled with anger, and Chen Liehu was instantly intimidated.

As the heir of the Marquis of Anding, Chen Mohan is the most dignified and the most difficult person to deal with in the entire Marquis's mansion, second only to the Marquis himself.

Furthermore, as the eldest brother, Chen Mohan often disciplined Chen Liehu, and Chen Liehu's fear of his elder brother was deeply ingrained in his bones.

Chen Liehu, like a wilted sunflower, drooped his head and muttered, "I just felt that Rong Rong wasn't that kind of person. Could there be some misunderstanding?"

At this point, Chen Liehu seemed to be suddenly injected with strength. He sat up straight, his eyes shining brightly, and exclaimed, "Big Brother!"

“We watched Rong Rong grow up. Don’t we know her temperament? How could she hire someone to kill someone? She even takes good care of injured little birds, afraid that they will die!”

Chen Liehu spoke louder and louder, and the more he thought about it, the more convinced he became that there must be some misunderstanding!

Chen Mohan was momentarily dazed, and he also remembered the sensible and considerate younger sister from his memory.

Chen Qinxue, who had taken in the expressions of the two men, was extremely anxious. She could not allow them to continue thinking about this.

Chen Qinxue suddenly clutched her forehead, swayed, and collapsed to the ground.

"Miss!" Hongying hurriedly helped her up.

Chen Mohan and Chen Liehu also snapped back to their senses instantly.

"Qinxue!" Chen Mohan stood up and took the person from Hongying's hands.

Hongying, however, spoke up for her young mistress, saying, "Our young mistress spent a long time learning how to make delicious pastries so that the young master and second young master could enjoy them. She even burned her hands several times, and finally managed to make them herself."

They happily delivered it to the young master and the second young master, but the second young master not only didn't appreciate it, but also brought up the old matter, showing his distrust of our young lady, which hurt her feelings and made her faint with anger.

How could the second young master treat our young lady like this?

Normally, Hongying would not dare to speak to Chen Liehu like that, but her beloved mistress had been angered by Chen Liehu, and she couldn't help but offend her mistress in a moment of anger.

As soon as she finished speaking, Hongying lowered her head, feeling apprehensive and her body trembling slightly.

Chen Mohan looked at Chen Liehu disapprovingly, and Chen Liehu blushed with shame, "I already said there must be a misunderstanding, how could I not believe my little sister?"

The two brothers, one angry and the other annoyed, were completely oblivious to the fact that Chen Qinxue, nestled in Chen Mohan's arms, was secretly curving her lips into a smile.