Chang Le woke up one day to find herself transmigrated into a novel. She became the 'fake' daughter, a character notorious for her wicked ways and who was destined to be killed off, in a st...
The actor held him down to prevent him from getting angry: "Alright, think about it first, where will he take Lele?"
Hua Xiange asked thoughtfully, "Bai Xie, did Lele send you the message on her own initiative?"
Bai Xie nodded: "Yes, so at least Lele wasn't completely forced. But when we separated, Lele wasn't in good condition, and I was worried something might happen."
Hua Xiange frowned: "Don't panic, let me think, where could they go? It's alright, at least She Haoyun wouldn't dare do anything to Lele. Let me think..."
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Wilderness Bar, Backstreet.
In the deserted, dimly lit backstreet, a flash of silver light appeared, and two people suddenly appeared.
Hua Changle's vision went black and her legs went weak. She instinctively reached out to steady herself and grabbed She Haoyun's arm. She immediately pulled away as if she had been electrocuted and staggered two steps before leaning against the wall.
She Haoyun didn't move, just watched as she steadied herself by holding onto the wall.
He frowned slightly: "You were injured so badly on North Xun Whale Island? You couldn't even stand properly while teleporting?"
Hua Changle's Adam's apple bobbed slightly before she spoke softly, "Whether it's heavy or not, my life is in my own hands."
She Haoyun scoffed, "Yes, I really wouldn't dare touch you. With so many members of the Hua family backing you up, how could I dare do anything to you?"
Hua Changle glanced at him.
I always felt there was sarcasm in his words.
Could it be related to the different attitudes of the original owner and her towards the Hua family?
But she didn't have the energy to think about it, so she could only muster her spirits and say, "If this is all just nonsense, I'm leaving now."
She Haoyun immediately raised his hands in front of him as if begging for mercy: "Okay, okay, we'll go in now."
"Do you need it?" He held out a hand.
Hua Changle ignored the hand.
She Haoyun casually withdrew his item and walked ahead.
The two entered the Wilderness Bar.
As night falls, the place becomes unusually lively.
The two did not use the usual passage; it seemed to be a back door. However, there were still many people coming and going, including quite a few who reeked of alcohol.
Hua Changle stepped back to avoid the carefree person, but unexpectedly, most of her foot stepped outside the step, and her body swayed backward.
She Haoyun reached out to block her from behind, but Hua Changle had excellent core strength and managed to stand firm. However, the dull pain in her lower back from the impact made her gasp.
She Haoyun watched her silently, and only after she had regained her footing did he turn around and walk forward again. This time, however, he would stop anyone who passed by from getting too far away.
Hua Changle observed silently.
Although this person is not old, only 22 years old, he has a composure that is beyond his years.
Unlike Gu Yujing's aloofness and Hua Anning's cold sharpness, She Haoyun is like a piece of seemingly ordinary but comforting white jade.
It's clear that this person is well-mannered, acts with composure and care, and is very gentlemanly.
But Hua Changle knew that this was just an appearance.
How many scions of powerful families are truly consistent in word and deed? They are all accustomed to wearing all sorts of masks.
The two went up to the top floor and sat down in a private room with simple and elegant decor. The lighting here was also simple and soft white light, without any fancy colors.
Hua Changle sat down on the sofa, her pale face relaxing a little.
She Haoyun poured her a glass of warm water.
"Just say what you have to say."
Hua Changle didn't pick up the glass of water; she leaned back against the sofa armrest, her body slightly tilted.
She Haoyun didn't speak immediately. He poured himself a glass of wine before slowly saying, "I just want to know what you want to do."
"What's the meaning?"
"What I mean is, Hua family, what do you want to do by staying in the Hua family? What is your purpose?"
Hua Changle narrowed his eyes slightly: "'Stay'? In that case, I still have other places to go."
She Haoyun's expression was somewhat complicated. He looked at her with a mixture of pity and mockery: "You've actually forgotten all that hatred."
Hua Changle's heart rate quickened slightly.
Sure enough, She Haoyun knew something.
In that nightmare, the original owner's frantic acts of revenge against the Hua family clearly had some hidden reason.
Moreover, it was definitely not as simple as she had previously guessed, that the original owner discovered she might just be a part of the Hua family's business empire.
There are secrets hidden within.
She suppressed her uncontrollably racing heartbeat, instinctively needing to know something:
"Hatred?"
Hua Changle leaned forward slightly: "Why don't you help me relive that hatred? Perhaps I'll stand on your side and help you and the She family deal with the Hua family?"
She Haoyun paused, pursed her lips, and slightly curled the corners of her mouth, trying hard to suppress a laugh. Then, suddenly, she burst out laughing, her laughter filled with mockery and absurdity at her words: "Hahahaha... Hua Changle! You actually said such a thing to me?"
His expression then changed, turning sinister: "But why should I need your help? You're not worthy!"
Hua Changle rolled her eyes and stood up abruptly: "Looks like the talks have fallen through, then I'll be leaving."
"Stop!" She Haoyun also stood up, his supernatural power surging around him, and pressed down on her directly.
Hua Changle's face was grim. Her supernatural power was surging within her as she felt threatened, and she could only forcefully suppress it to prevent the vines from bursting out of her body. Her fundamental injuries were severe, and using her supernatural power would only worsen her condition.
The pressure of a sixth-tier being was utterly insignificant compared to the eighth-tier powerhouses in the Northern War. But for Hua Changle now, it was like a mountain.
A sweet, metallic taste rose in her chest, and Hua Changle clenched her fists, trying to suppress it, the veins on her neck bulging. Her vision was already blurring, but she dared not close her eyes, continuing to stare straight at She Haoyun.
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