Rong Qingqing returned to her room somewhat dejectedly, sighing at the wealth that filled the room.
It seems we can't move them today.
Xie Jingrun is a real liar!
I don't know what suddenly made him go crazy; his mood changes faster than flipping through a book.
It must be his uncle who's here.
She thought to herself with a wicked sense of humor.
Just as she was mentally ranting about Xie Jingrun, footsteps suddenly sounded behind her.
Rong Qingqing's first thought was, "Could this be a trap? Or is Rong Shiqing trying to steal my dowry?"
She quickly covered the gold and sat down on it, determined to protect only these two chests of gold and let them take the rest.
The other side outnumbered her and had no chance of winning.
Just as she was on high alert, Xie Jingrun appeared at the door with Changlin and a group of Imperial Guards.
Looking at the woman sitting on the lid of the box, looking ready to pounce, Xie Jingrun paused, then narrowed his eyes. What was this woman imagining now?
Rong Qingqing blinked, thinking she was seeing things and hallucinating.
It was Xie Jingrun who had returned?!
"Didn't you leave?" She jumped to the ground, looking at him with surprise.
Even if Xie Jingrun held a knife to her neck right now, she would still feel his kindness.
Xie Jingrun glanced at her, but was almost dazzled by the sudden burst of light in her eyes.
Why is this woman so happy to see him?
Xie Jingrun frowned and glanced at her, clearly disgusted.
He had no idea that in Rong Qingqing's eyes, he was no different from shining gold.
"Xie Jingrun, please help me move all these things back to the Marquis's residence. We'll split them in half then," Rong Qingqing said resolutely, though a pang of heartache shot through her.
Xie Jingrun scoffed when he saw her pained expression, but he neither said he wanted it nor refused it. He simply gave a few instructions to Changlin and the others before turning and leaving.
Seeing this, Rong Qingqing quickly gave a few instructions and followed her out.
Xie Jingrun stood by the lotus pond. Hearing footsteps behind him, he didn't turn around. "Why are you out here instead of watching over things inside?"
Rong Qingqing understood the sarcasm in his words, shrugged, and didn't take it to heart. "The people the Marquis ordered are naturally trustworthy. My presence here would only be a hindrance."
Upon hearing this, Xie Jingrun turned his head and glanced at her, somewhat surprised.
He thought that since she loved money so much, she wouldn't trust Changlin and the others.
Unexpectedly, he was wrong.
He withdrew his gaze and landed on the devastated pool, saying calmly, "Let's go."
"Where are we going?" Rong Qingqing followed in his footsteps.
"Didn't you still want to get back the deeds to the shop and the estate?" Xie Jingrun glanced at her indifferently.
Rong Qingqing was taken aback when she heard this, but then she was overjoyed. Xie Jingrun was going to help her.
But why did Xie Jingrun suddenly change his attitude? He was so ferocious just now, wanting to kill her.
If she couldn't figure it out, she stopped thinking about it. Since he was willing to help, she was more than happy to accept, so naturally she wouldn't refuse.
When the two arrived at the front yard, Feng Mo and Rong Yiyi were there.
Rong Qingqing was somewhat surprised to see Feng Mo.
That's strange, this guy has been here for a while and hasn't left yet.
However, seeing him so close to Rong Yiyi, almost kissing, he understood somewhat.
So it turns out he couldn't bear to part with the beauty.
Could it be that she and Xie Jingrun interrupted some steamy scene?
"Looks like I've come at the wrong time." Xie Jingrun glanced at the two of them indifferently, stepped inside, and sat down casually on a chair.
Rong Qingqing's lips twitched. This guy really has no sense of romance.
Shouldn't we wisely avoid such situations?
She had originally intended to back out, but seeing his attitude, she had no choice but to give up.
"You two can ignore us and continue," she said with a smile, then followed them inside.
Feng Mo was startled, and an awkward expression flashed across his handsome face. Without hesitation, he slapped Rong Yiyi, who had come close to him, away.
Rong Yiyi was pushed by him without any tenderness, and she slumped back in the chair, her face turning pale with anger.
Seeing this, Rong Qingqing suppressed a laugh.
But isn't Feng Mo being a bit too ungentlemanly?
Her legs were sore from running around all day, so she found a chair and sat down.
However, as soon as she sat down, Xie Jingrun suddenly looked up and glanced at her. "Tea."
Rong Qingqing: "..."
Is this treating her like a servant?
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