Hearing Han Shuang's tone, Mo Lan fell silent. Tenfold retaliation, how badly would she be tormented?
A face, with such a small area, is now covered in ten times the amount of scratches. Is there any good spot left?
"Aren't you afraid Yue Dewen will come after you like crazy? As far as I know, there's a music troupe in the city, and the manager is that woman named Qian Niangzi." Mo Lan raised an eyebrow. Han Shuang has been wandering around the city quite a bit, so why hasn't she attracted any attention?
“There’s nothing strange about that. Although the order to arrest me has been circulating within the music hall for a long time, people aren’t stupid. Apart from those who have been completely bought off, there are also some opportunists who will turn a blind eye and won’t actively cause trouble for me.”
"Besides, I wear a veil, so it's not surprising that the people here have never seen me before and can't recognize me."
Thinking of the portraits from this period, Mo Lan nodded in agreement; they were too abstract.
If you accidentally get a sore throat or boils, or lose a mole, it can drastically change your appearance.
"According to you, music halls are everywhere, so destroying them wouldn't be easy, would it?"
"No matter how difficult it is, we have to do it. If the music pavilion falls into the hands of that heartless person, it will be a disaster. It's better to destroy it." Besides, she couldn't just stand by and watch that thief reap the benefits of her grandfather and father's hard work without any effort.
"Instead of destroying it, you might as well take it back. After all, you are the rightful heir. If you expose Yue Dewen's evil deeds to the public, let him be condemned by the world and ruin his reputation, it will inevitably have a certain impact on him, and the chances of taking back the music hall from him will increase a lot."
Mo Lan looked at Han Shuang and suggested directly that destroying it or taking it back would be equally difficult, so why not choose to take it back?
"I only want revenge. As for the Music Pavilion, whether I take it back or destroy it, I don't care. Without it, perhaps my family wouldn't have suffered this calamity." Han Shuang concealed the sadness in her eyes. Although she felt sorry for the Music Pavilion, it was nothing compared to revenge.
"You're wrong to think that way. There's nothing wrong with the existence of Le Lou. The problem lies with the greedy hearts of those who want to take revenge on someone. It's actually very simple. You just need to take away what they care about most, and that's the best revenge."
Hearing the boss's prompt, Han Shuang paused for a moment.
"The boss is wise."
Mo Lan looked at the sudden glint in Han Shuang's eyes and curled the corners of her lips. "You've figured it out?"
Han Shuang admitted that she was blinded by hatred and had no other thoughts except revenge. She was a perfect example of how those involved are often blinded by their own interests.
With a sudden realization, Frost squinted her beautiful eyes and looked up at the azure sky. After a moment of silence, she glanced at her nonchalant boss beside her and spoke with a sense of relief.
"Luckily, we're not enemies!"
Mo Lan glanced at her, raising an eyebrow. "You've got the nerve to tease me now. Looks like you've figured it out."
"Three years is enough time for me to see the truth. Now that I have a clear goal, I will be happy as long as I can make Yue Dewen suffer."
It must be said that Han Shuang is indeed very rational, knows how to make choices, and knows what she wants. This alone is admirable.
Mo Lan was relieved that she hadn't misjudged him. Among her right-hand women, Han Shuang was definitely the most capable.
With so much to talk about, time flew by. As dusk fell, they came across another town. Mo Lan shook the reins and drove the carriage straight to the restaurant.
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