Chapter 832 She Lost, I Didn’t Win
Qiao Xi looked at Lu Yingxue's thin back and didn't come back to his senses for a long time.
She didn't feel very good.
The fire in her heart burned from Haicheng all the way to the imperial capital, and was not extinguished until this moment.
What emerged was not a sense of exhilaration, but a sense of emptiness, as if a part of my heart had been gouged out, leaving traces of blood.
Her voice was soft. "She said she lost to me."
She smiled bitterly, with tears in her eyes.
"But I didn't win either." She turned to look at Huo Xingzhou, tears instantly streaming down her face. "I didn't want to fight with her. I just wanted grandma to live. I never thought about a life-and-death struggle."
At that time, she didn't want to run to the imperial capital.
I didn't even want to bring down the Lu family.
So many things happened in the imperial capital, and she seemed to have been losing a lot.
She relies on the golden needle to remind herself not to forget her original intention.
Huo Xingzhou put his arm around her shoulders and said, "Let's go home."
He hugged Qiao Xi, stood up, and slowly left.
Zhong Yi's gaze always followed her. Feng Nanxi looked at him and didn't expect that her financial sponsor had such a devoted side.
Most of the people in the courtroom had left. Cheng Han walked up to him, patted his shoulder and said, "Let's go."
Zhong Yi collected his thoughts, lowered his head slightly and nodded respectfully.
He followed Cheng Han and stood up. Then, as if remembering something, he turned back and warned Feng Nanxi, "Don't forget what I told you. Some money isn't so easy to get."
Afterwards, he left side by side with Cheng Han.
The old man and the young man walked out of the court. The sun was shining brightly outside, a rare sight with clear blue skies.
Zhong Yi said softly, "Do you want to find a place to drink with you? I don't think you have the heart to go back for dinner."
He saw that Cheng Han was in a bad mood too.
"Where are you going? Don't go back to the Huo family. Qiao girl is also feeling bad, and I have one more thing I want to ask of you."
"Know."
Zhong Yi asked Wan Jiang to drive the car over and invite Cheng Han to get in.
The two of them went to a quiet private restaurant, ordered a few side dishes and some homemade plum wine.
The plum wine is aged for a long time, so it tastes sweet but has a strong aftertaste.
Cheng Han didn't say much after he sat down. Instead, he drank two cups in a row. Then he said with some disdain, "Give me another Shaodaozi."
Zhong Yi waved his hand, and Wan Jiang went to get another bottle of spicy Shaodaozi.
Cheng Han drank several mouthfuls in a row, and tears welled up in his weathered eyes. His throat was tight, and he could hardly speak.
Zhong Yi accompanied him and drank several sips.
At times like this, it's pointless to say anything. Drinking is the only way to have a good time, but some things just can't be said.
Cheng Han drank so quickly that he choked on the wine.
The old face turned red from choking!
“Cough cough cough…”
Zhong Yi looked at him, with the corner of his lips stained with wine, and said: "Don't drink so quickly, I will accompany you as long as you drink today."
Cheng Han felt a lot of pain in his heart!
If my daughter had not met Lu Bannong and had not committed such a sin, I wonder how happy she would be now.
"Ayi, the Lu family has been sentenced. I feel so upset. It's obvious that the evildoers are getting their retribution, but... the hurt people suffer will never heal." Cheng Han's hair was gray, and he even had tears in his eyes.
Zhong Yi sipped the plum wine slowly.
He said nothing, but listened to Cheng Han.
Bite after bite, bite after bite. Those beautiful eyes had turned red, a bit drunken. Her originally jade-colored face looked as if it had been smeared with rouge.
Young Master Zhong from the imperial capital is a unique and handsome man!
No wonder so many people fall for his beauty.
Cheng Han drank for a long time and then fell down.
Wan Jiang stood aside before he dared to speak: "Master, Mr. Cheng has fallen asleep. What do you say we should do?"
"Send someone to send him back. I'll stay here for a while."
Zhong Yi leaned aside and said lightly.
"OK."
Wan Jiang found two people to help Cheng Han out, and told them to make sure to send the old man home safely.
When he came back after a while, he found that his young master was actually looking at a big pearl.
"Master, tell someone to send it back."
"Um."
Zhong Yi is not in a good mood.
Wan Jiang said tentatively, "You could give this gift to Miss Qiao on a special occasion, such as her birthday or when she gives birth... or on some other occasion worth celebrating?"
Zhong Yi said sarcastically, "Do you think she would refuse if I gave it to her on her and Huo Xingzhou's wedding anniversary?"
"Of course not! President Huo would persuade her to accept the gift."
"Oh, so that's what you think?"
Wan Jiang heard the danger in his words and quickly apologized, "Mr. Zhong, that's not what I meant. I just think it's a pity that this pearl can't be given away."
"You go out first, I'll be alone for a while."
"Are you okay?"
"go out."
"oh."
Wan Jiang closed the box door with some worry, but saw Feng Nanxi in the corridor.
"Miss Feng?"
Feng Nanxi looked at the private room and said, "Let's find a place to eat. Is your Master Zhong in there? I'm doing something for him. Will he provide meals?"
As he said this, he was about to push the door open and walk in.
Wan Jiang reached out his hand and stopped her: "Miss Feng, our Master Zhong said he wants to be alone for a while."
"But I have a secret to tell him."
Wan Jiang became serious when he heard this: "Then I'll go ask."
As soon as Wan Jiang opened the door, Feng Nanxi slipped in and couldn't be stopped.
"Hey, Miss Feng..."
Feng Nanxi looked at Zhong Yi still holding the pearl in his hand and couldn't help but smile and said, "A lover."
"What are you doing here?" Zhong Yi asked in an unexpected tone.
"I just received news that the Pei family is planning to ship a large batch of silk overseas from Shisanwan Wharf. The amount is huge, worth hundreds of millions. They're trying to expand into foreign markets, partner with high-end blue-blood brands, and consolidate their business presence."
Many big brands with a long history use high-quality silk, and China has the largest silk production base.
Feng Nanxi sat across from him and unpacked a set of clean dishes and chopsticks: "I won't take your money for nothing, is this news okay?"
"The Shisanwan Wharf belongs to the Pei family. The silk is only worth hundreds of millions and has no value." Zhong Yi said it calmly, but he was already calculating in his mind.
He fell at the Shisanwan Wharf and had long wanted to take revenge.
Feng Nanxi ate a piece of Shaobai, her pretty face showing dissatisfaction. "This is confidential! They are keeping it secret internally, and the delivery time is in the early morning! No one knows except a few close associates of the Pei family."
Pei Gan let slip something when he spoke, and she seized on the details to invade the system of Shisanwan Wharf, only then did she discover the clue.
Zhong Yi's voice was lazy and a bit nonchalant: "Silk is so mysterious, the Pei family really is..."
He suddenly came back to his senses, his eyes, which had been clouded by alcohol, became much clearer, and a guess suddenly emerged in his mind.
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