"I am here to rob you of your love!" On their first meeting, he saved her, but then domineeringly pulled her into his arms.
In her past life, she repaid the wrong kindness and loved t...
The huge flower boat, resembling a building, has three floors and is moored in the center of the lake.
Inside the ship's lobby and on the stage, people sang and danced, and the air was filled with the sounds of men and women flirting.
Mo Yunlan and Fu Liu had never seen anything like this before, their little faces flushed red, and their eyes dared not wander.
She only dared to look at the private room opposite, but Ling Jingyu was sitting inside.
Ling Jingyu's gaze remained fixed on Mo Yunzhao, ignoring everything else.
On the contrary, Nie You kept his head down, staring blankly at the dancers on the stage, his eyes as if he were watching two blades of grass swaying.
Mo Yunzhao squinted, as if he could see it, and was admiring it, seemingly enjoying it, having forgotten the unpleasantness from before.
She was thinking about her past life.
In her past life, she was sold here and imprisoned for three days. They starved her, whipped her, and tried to force her to comply and be sold into prostitution, but she refused to yield even unto death.
Finally, when she was about to be humiliated, she got the chance and jumped into the lake.
What happened outside at that time?
What happened after she jumped into the lake?
A small, tranquil lake, especially at night, a time for seeking pleasure and indulging in pleasures. As for the princes coming?
If Ling Yongqing's explanation makes sense, then Ling Yongnian is not that kind of person.
The princes have all come, so was Ling Jingyu from my previous life also on this pleasure boat?
A spring breeze blows, and the red gauze flutters in the air.
On the third floor, diagonally opposite, a man in a floral shirt stared at Mo Yunzhao for a long time before turning to the man next to him and asking, "Look, isn't the person sitting in the private room across the way Mo Yunzhao, the one who's been all the rage these past few days?"
This person is Lai Hongbo, the eldest son of the Lai family in Ning'an City.
Ling Yongnian looked up at the private room diagonally opposite.
The fluttering red veil gave her a hazy, ethereal beauty. Her delicate white hands held a wine glass, and her eyes were slightly narrowed, as if admiring and enjoying the moment.
"This Mo Yunzhao is truly shameless. A girl like her actually came to this pleasure boat. She's obviously not the type to be a virtuous wife. Whoever marries her will be unlucky."
Upon hearing this, Ling Yongnian frowned slightly.
"Compared to her, I think the second young lady of the Mo family, Mo Bilian, is a better choice. She is gentle and generous, exceptionally talented, and is now a true disciple of the Holy Extreme Sect's leader..."
Lai Hongbo praised her, then looked at Ling Yongnian, "She's your junior sister again, why don't you marry her? It would be better for you..."
Ling Yong glared at him, and he swallowed his words.
Lai Hongbo hurriedly looked across and saw two lewd young masters, accompanied by their servants, lifting the curtain of the private room.
He immediately raised an eyebrow with schadenfreude, "Look, they're in trouble now. Does the Third Prince need me to play the hero, marry into the Mo family, and help you win over Moyang City?"
Ling Yongnian: "Lai Hongbo, shut up!"
Lai Hongbo laughed: "Alright, alright, of course you should personally take on the role of the hero who saves the damsel in distress."
"Oh my, where did these two beauties come from, coming to this pleasure boat to have fun so late at night?"
"Unfortunately, there are women for sale on pleasure boats. Is this beauty so thirsty that she wants to play with men for free?"
Hearing such a frivolous voice, Fu Liu stood protectively in front of Mo Yunzhao and angrily rebuked, "Open your dog eyes and see, this is the city lord of Moyang City."
"City Lord?" The slightly short and thin man laughed mockingly, "How could our esteemed City Lord come to a place like this? She doesn't need to hang up a red card to entertain guests."
The chubby man continued, "Beauty, if you want to use the title of city lord to serve us two brothers, we'd be more than happy to."