Chapter 832 She Lost, and I Didn’t Win

Qiao Xi stared at Lu Yingxue's thin back and was stunned 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 joy, but a sense of emptiness, as if a part of my heart had been cut out, leaving bloody marks.

Her voice was very 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 falling down her cheeks. "I didn't want to fight with her for anything. I just wanted grandma to live. I never thought about life and death."

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 of things.

She has to rely 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 stood up with Qiao Xi in his arms and walked away slowly.

Zhong Yi's gaze followed her the whole time. Feng Nanxi looked at him and never expected 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 calmed down, lowered his head slightly, and nodded respectfully.

He followed Cheng Han and stood up. Then, as if he remembered something, he turned around and reminded Feng Nanxi: "Don't forget what I told you. Some money is not so easy to take."

Afterwards, he left side by side with Cheng Han.

The old man and the young man walked out of the court. It was a sunny day outside. It was a rare good day with clear blue sky.

Zhong Yi said softly, "Do you want me to find a place to drink with you? I don't think you're in the mood 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 is feeling bad, too. I have one more favor 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 of the restaurant's home-brewed 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, but drank two cups in a row, and then said with some disdain: "Another burnt knife."

Zhong Yi waved his hand, and Wan Jiang went to get a bottle of spicy Shaodaozi.

Cheng Han drank several mouthfuls in a row, and tears welled up in his eyes. His throat was tight and he could hardly speak.

Zhong Yi accompanied him and drank several sips.

At this time, it's useless to say anything. Drinking makes you happy, and some things can't be said at all.

Cheng Han drank very quickly and was choked by the wine.

That old face turned red!

“Cough cough cough…”

Zhong Yi looked at him, with the corner of her lips stained with wine, and said, "Don't drink so quickly. I will accompany you no matter how long you drink today."

Cheng Han feels a lot of pain in his heart!

If my daughter had not met Lu Bannong and had not committed such a sin, I don’t know 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 damage done to people will never heal." Cheng Han's hair was gray, and he was actually tearful.

Zhong Yi sipped the plum wine gently.

He said nothing, but just listened to Cheng Han.

One mouthful after another, one mouthful after another. Those beautiful eyes also turned red, as if they were a little drunk. The originally jade-colored face looked as if it was covered with a layer of rouge.

The young master Zhong in the imperial capital is unique and charming!

No wonder so many people fall for his beauty.

Cheng Han drank for a long time and then fell down.

Wan Jiang dared to speak after standing at the side: "Master, Mr. Cheng has fallen asleep. What do you say we should do?"

"Send someone to take 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 reminded them to make sure to get the old man home safely.

When he came back after a while, he found that his young master was actually holding a big pearl and looking at it.

"Master, tell someone to send it back."

"Um."

Zhong Yi is not in a good mood.

Wan Jiang said tentatively, "You can give this gift to Miss Qiao at a special time, such as her birthday or when she gives birth... or some other day worth celebrating?"

Zhong Yi said sarcastically, "Do you think she will refuse if I give it to her on her wedding anniversary with Huo Xingzhou?"

"Of course not! Mr. Huo would persuade her to accept the gift."

"Oh, so that's what you think?"

Wan Jiang heard the danger in his words and apologized quickly: "Mr. Zhong, that's not what I meant. I just think it's a pity that the 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 door of the private room with some concern, 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 work for him. Will he pay for the meal?"

As he said this, he was about to push the door open.

Wan Jiang stretched 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 it: "Then I'll go ask."

As soon as Wan Jiang opened the door, Feng Nanxi slipped in and no one could stop her.

"Hey, Miss Feng..."

Feng Nanxi looked at Zhong Yi still holding the pearl in her hand and couldn't help but said with a smile, "A lover."

"What are you doing here?" Zhong Yi asked in an unexpected tone.

"I just got the news that the Pei family is going to ship a batch of silk from the Thirteen Bay Wharf to overseas. The quantity is huge and the value is over 100 million. They are doing this to expand overseas markets, cooperate with high-end blue-blood brands, and consolidate their own business territory."

Many big brands with a long history use high-quality silk, and the country has the largest silk production base.

Feng Nanxi sat opposite him and unpacked a set of clean dishes and chopsticks: "I'm not taking your money for nothing, is this news okay?"

"The Thirteen Bays Pier belongs to the Pei family. The silk is worth no more than a few hundred million and is not worth much." Zhong Yi said it calmly, but he was already calculating in his heart.

He had fallen down at the Thirteen Bay Pier and had long wanted to take revenge.

Feng Nanxi ate a piece of roast pork, and her pretty face showed dissatisfaction: "This is a secret! They kept it secret among themselves, and the delivery time is in the early morning! No one knows except a few trusted people in the Pei family."

Pei Qian let slip a little secret when he spoke, and she seized the details to hack into the system of the Thirteen Bays Pier, only then did she discover the clue.

Zhong Yi's voice was lazy and a bit nonchalant: "Cansi still be so mysterious, the Pei family is really..."

He suddenly came back to his senses, his eyes that were clouded by alcohol became much clearer, and a guess suddenly emerged in his mind.