Chapter 194 Cold-Blooded Young Marshal 7

He reached out and touched her hair to comfort her, but as soon as he touched her, she seemed startled and quickly took two steps back.

His hand paused in mid-air for a moment, then he quickly lowered it, looking at her frightened expression. "Never mind, you can go. Nothing happened tonight."

After saying that, he stopped looking at her and turned to walk upstairs. He had only taken two steps when he heard the sound of high heels running.

He looked back, and her figure quickly disappeared into the darkness, showing how fast she had run.

Is it really that you don't want to see him?

He suddenly heard a rustling sound. "Who's there?"

A gunshot rang out, a heavy object fell to the ground, and Tan Wei emerged from the shadows. "Young Master, it's taken care of."

"Okay." Ling Jiazhen responded, "See if there are any other suspicious people. Kill them all, don't let a single one escape."

"Don't worry, young master. I just planted our people in this building. They will deal with any unusual activity."

Ling Jiazhen's gaze fell on the dead maid. He was drunk and confused. How could he do something that would give others leverage? If Uncle Tan hadn't discovered it in time, Jiang Lifeng would probably have been eager to take action.

Thinking of this, Ling Jiazhen's eyes became deep and unfathomable, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking.

Tan Wei recalled the scene he had just witnessed. The singer was indeed stunningly beautiful, but the young master had fought for five years with the help of the master's remaining trusted men since he was thirteen to conquer Jicheng. His return to Lucheng was merely to find an opportunity to avenge his father's death.

He believed that no mistakes could be made at this critical juncture, and he advised, "Young Master, we must prioritize the overall situation."

"I know," Ling Jiazhen said, turning and going upstairs.

He wanted revenge, and he wanted the man dead.

Tan Wei, however, thought he had taken it to heart and was very pleased.

Xu Qiuqiu had already run back to her room. She took off her high heels and put on her slippers. She was exhausted from running so fast.

She went to the mirror and looked at herself, noticing that her eyes were a little swollen. It seemed that being a naive and innocent girl wasn't easy. If she kept crying like this, she might lose her eyesight.

She recalled the heartache in Ah Zhen's eyes just now; she must have been right. The cold-blooded and ruthless persona just loves the innocent and naive persona.

Fortunately, when she was imprisoned in her previous world, 003 had read her a book called "The Runaway Little Wife of a Gangster Boss."

The female lead is a naive and innocent girl who cries all the time, but the male lead is head over heels in love with her. He has never seen such a pure and unpretentious girl before, and he falls deeply in love with her. Then the typical "chasing wife" scenario begins, with her running away and him chasing after her.

So she should be right to follow the innocent girl's pattern. Anyway, they're all pretty much the same. What kind of women haven't these warlord families seen? A woman who is both gentle and strong often catches their eye.

The next morning, Xu Qiuqiu was invited to the dining table for breakfast by the maid as soon as she finished washing up.

She didn't want to go at first, but then she thought that Ah Zhen might be there too, so she went.

As soon as she walked in, she saw five women already seated at the long white dining table.

The first wife, who was seated near the front, glanced at Xu Qiuqiu with a blank expression and a calm tone, "You must be the master's new ninth concubine, right? Please sit in the back."

Xu Qiuqiu agreed and walked behind the dining table. Eighth Aunt pulled her back and said warmly, "Sister, come sit next to me."

Looking into the eyes of the Eighth Concubine, Xu Qiuqiu saw no malice in them. She was puzzled, but she still stopped and sat down beside her.

Sixth Concubine covered her mouth and laughed, "Oh, Eighth Sister and Ninth Sister hit it off immediately?"

Once someone started, the Seventh Concubine couldn't resist stirring things up, "Ninth Sister, you'd better be careful. Eighth Sister is no simple woman; she's the Master's favorite."

"What are Sixth Sister and Seventh Sister talking about? I just think Ninth Sister is so cute, I want to get closer to her. Sigh, I do want to get closer to you two sisters, but your looks..."

Seeing that the two women's expressions had worsened, the Eighth Concubine paused for a moment, then apologized, "Oh dear, that's not what I meant. Please don't overthink it, ladies."

"You bitch—"

The first wife angrily said, "Alright, what kind of behavior is this, making such a racket? If you don't want to eat, then get out!"

As soon as the first wife exerted her authority, the sixth and seventh concubines immediately fell silent.

"Yes, Madam," the Eighth Concubine replied sweetly.

The First Madam didn't confront the Eighth Concubine. She didn't care how they fought in private, but they couldn't bring it out in public. What kind of behavior would that be? Besides, the Master would be arriving soon.

Xu Qiuqiu looked at the Eighth Concubine. She was wearing a yellow cheongsam, with a beautiful face and dimples when she smiled. She was very pleasing to the eye, and neither men nor women would dislike her.

However, it seems that the Eighth Concubine and she didn't have much interaction in the story, right?

In the story, the Eighth Concubine was the most favored woman in the Marshal's Mansion, but she died later for reasons unknown.

Aunt Eight noticed Xu Qiuqiu's gaze and smiled at her, "Ninth Sister, there's no need to be so reserved."

He leaned closer and whispered, "Ninth Sister, don't believe what those two women said. I genuinely like you and want to get closer to you."

Smelling the faint, feminine fragrance emanating from the Eighth Concubine, Xu Qiuqiu blushed slightly. She had no close female friends in real life, and this was the first time a girl had gotten so close to her.

Seeing Xu Qiuqiu's shy appearance, the Eighth Concubine covered her mouth with a handkerchief and laughed, "Ninth Sister is so cute, her shy look is really endearing."

Before Xu Qiuqiu could answer, Jiang Lifeng and Ling Jiazhen walked in one after the other.

This time, Ling Jiazhen didn't wear a military uniform, but instead wore a well-tailored blue suit. She lost some of her youthful charm and gained a more aloof and noble air, making her look incredibly cold and unapproachable.

Without hesitation, he walked over and sat down opposite Xu Qiuqiu.

Seeing this, Jiang Lifeng's gaze fell on Xu Qiuqiu. He suddenly remembered that this woman seemed to have gotten into Ling Jiazhen's car last night.

To confirm his suspicions, Jiang Lifeng said, "Yiqiu, come sit next to me."

As soon as these words were spoken, all eyes at the dinner table turned to Xu Qiuqiu.

Apart from the eighth concubine, all the other concubines were jealous and the first wife was dissatisfied. How could a concubine sit next to the master of the house? She spoke up and said, "Master, isn't this inappropriate?"

The eighth concubine quickly chimed in, "Yes, I've never even sat next to the master. You can't show favoritism to one another."

After finishing speaking, the eighth concubine didn't forget to wink at him.

Only Xu Qiuqiu kept her head down. Wasn't this jerk of a male lead just making her the target of hatred? All these concubines were seated according to their assigned positions, why was he giving her special treatment?

“Godfather, I’ve been away from your residence for a long time, I almost forgot, I’ve sat in the wrong seat.” Ling Jiazhen stood up, slowly walked forward, and sat down to Jiang Lifeng’s left.

With his plan failing, Jiang Lifeng held his breath and forced a smile, saying, "It's alright."

Jiang Lifeng started eating, and everyone present fell silent, each preoccupied with their own thoughts as they ate their breakfast.