When he saw the woman dancing in the courtyard, a vein throbbed in his temple.
He's acting crazy; if he's not drunk, then what is he?
Looking at the woman dancing crookedly in the courtyard, he felt disgusted and did not intend to stay any longer, so he turned to leave.
Rong Qingqing practices yoga every night before going to bed to exercise her body.
After seeing Changlin off, and seeing that it was still early and the moonlight was exceptionally beautiful tonight, she decided to practice yoga in the courtyard.
The courtyard was quiet, with only the occasional chirping of one or two insects.
Xie Jingyu, who was about to leave, suddenly stopped.
He looked at the woman in the yard with a strange expression, doing the splits and leg presses.
An incredulity flashed in his eyes.
Why does this woman's dance look so strange?
Also, how can her body bend into such an arc? How flexible must she be?
At this moment, Rong Qingqing suddenly raised her leg.
Upon seeing this, Xie Jingrun's handsome face flushed slightly, and he quickly looked away.
This woman is so indecent, she has no shame at all, raising her leg so high...
Moreover, what kind of clothes was she wearing? They were so tight, revealing her curves perfectly, and her legs were stretched straight out, showing everything.
But her legs are really long and straight...
Realizing he had been thinking something he shouldn't have, Xie Jingrun's expression darkened, and he stretched out his body, disappearing into the darkness.
Rong Qingqing had no idea that her yoga session in the courtyard had been witnessed by a major villain.
She did another set of movements before stopping and going back to her room to sleep.
When Xie Jingrun returned to Qingxing Garden, the image of Rong Qingqing practicing yoga was still lingering in his mind.
Splits, bending over, lifting legs—all sorts of bizarre movements flashed through his mind.
He shook his head, trying to banish those images from his mind.
However, those images seemed to have taken root, firmly planted in his mind.
The more he tried to stop thinking about it, the clearer those images became.
Especially Rong Qingqing's last leg-lifting motion...
He narrowed his long, narrow eyes, went inside and drank two cups of cold tea before calming down a little.
Rong Qingqing, that shameless woman!
The next day.
Rong Qingqing got up refreshed, washed up, changed her clothes, and ate breakfast.
After breakfast, she went to the side room and picked out two bolts of fabric, intending to deliver them to Jinxiu Clothing Shop herself.
Just then, Changlin walked in from outside.
Upon seeing him, Rong Qingqing's eyelids twitched.
Could it be that Xie Jingrun has come up with some new way to get back at her?
A chill ran down her spine.
Screw him, she's not that free to play along with him.
"Madam!" Changlin stepped forward.
"Chief of the Changlin Guard, is there anything else you would like to teach me?" Rong Qingqing glanced at him listlessly.
Changlin was taken aback, finally noticing that the old lady's expression was displeased.
Thinking about what happened yesterday, he felt a little embarrassed, but he couldn't disobey his master's orders.
"Reporting to Madam, we have news about the three maids you asked me to investigate last time."
Upon hearing this, Rong Qingqing shook off her dejection and asked, "Have you found them? Where are they now? Are they doing well?"
“Hong’er and Xing’er have been found. They were sold by a matchmaker to a family as servants, but that family was not good. They beat and scolded the two of them. When our people went there, the two of them were almost beaten to death.”
Upon hearing this, Rong Qingqing's heart tightened.
She had heard that some wealthy families treated their servants like dirt, constantly scolding or beating them.
Unexpectedly, Hong'er and Xing'er had such an experience.
Indeed, given Chen's despicable nature, she must have instructed the matchmaker to find a bad family to torment them.
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