Chen Hede avenges his great enemy, Mei Heming amazes the world, Hu Moli finds her junior brother, Liang Shaozun rises to the upper class, and Xinghua escapes her slave status.
Cheng Muyun married the woman he loved.
Xu Zhuohua also raised her glass. She had also had an incredibly eventful year. She dared to say that her experience far exceeded the combined total of the people in front of her.
Everyone raised their glasses and downed the spicy drink.
Cheng Muyun placed a piece of eight-treasure duck on Xu Zhuohua's plate, carefully removing the greasy duck skin, and said, "Try it."
Xu Zhuohua took a bite, and the soft and glutinous duck meat wrapped in glutinous rice, along with the mushrooms and ham, melted between her teeth, with a sweet and savory flavor spreading across her tongue.
"Yummy!"
Of everyone in the room, only Mei Heming understood what Xu Zhuohua was saying. He looked at Xu Zhuohua, his bright eyes captivatingly clear, "Miss Xu, you understand foreign languages?"
Xu Zhuohua smiled awkwardly. After all, she had passed the CET-4 (College English Test Band 4), and using some foreign words was a habit of hers in the past.
Hu Moli chimed in, "Not only that, Miss Xu is multi-talented, outgoing, and passionate—a truly wonderful person."
Xu Zhuohua smiled and nodded, and the people at the table began to chat about Mei Heming's experiences performing overseas.
Hu Moli's words kept echoing in Xu Zhuohua's mind.
Extremely flamboyant and passionate—these were originally words used to describe Cheng Muyun's deceased wife.
Now it has fallen on my own shoulders.
It turns out that when she danced a girl group dance at the ball in order to avoid marrying Cheng Muyun, it was already destined that she would marry Cheng Muyun.
Or to put it simply, it was destined from the beginning that Xu Zhuohua would marry Cheng Muyun and become that passionate and flamboyant young lady who was burned to death by a mob.
It turns out that despite all that I did, I still couldn't escape the destiny in the dark.
Xu Zhuohua smiled wryly and took a sip of hot wine.
This must be fate.
Cheng Muyun will not gain any advantage from Zhou Minhai; he will still end up disgraced and burned to death by the mob.
A bitter feeling welled up in Xu Zhuohua's heart.
These carefree and wonderful days won't last much longer.
Amidst laughter and a few drinks, a knock suddenly sounded at the door.
Everyone was stunned and looked at Chen Hede. It was the person he had mentioned who had arrived.
Chen Hede's gaze fell on Xu Zhuohua. "Miss Xu, could you please open the door?"
Xu Zhuohua stood up in confusion; her seat was the furthest from the door.
She glanced at Chen Hede, who had a kind smile on his face. Xu Zhuohua then looked at Cheng Muyun, who nodded with a smile.
With a sense of doubt, Xu Zhuohua opened the door.
Standing outside the door was Xiao Wuxin, looking travel-worn!
A man stood in the doorway, dressed in a dark gray long robe, his black trench coat billowing with fine snowflakes like the feathers of a raven about to take flight. A camel-colored cashmere scarf was wrapped in layers around his neck, completely obscuring the lower half of his face, revealing only a pair of sharp, eagle-like eyes.
He reached out and pulled his navy blue felt hat down, the brim almost touching his high brow bone, only the faint smile at the corner of his eye was revealed to Xu Zhuohua.
It added a touch of intelligence to those eyes that were brimming with righteous indignation.
A sense of grievance suddenly welled up in Xu Zhuohua's heart. At this moment, her personal grievances vanished completely when she saw Xiao Wuxin.
Faced with the safety of the nation and the hardships endured by the people before her, her sorrow seemed so insignificant.
"Senior Brother Xiao!"
Xu Zhuohua suddenly hugged Xiao Wuxin.
Cheng Muyun got up and closed the door to prevent the person outside from discovering Xiao Wuxin.
The people inside didn't recognize Xiao Wuxin at first, but they realized who he was when Xu Zhuohua called out to him.
Xu Jixin looked at Chen Hede in disbelief. Bringing Xiao Wuxin back at this critical moment was too dangerous.
Xiao Wuxin raised his hand and gently patted Xu Zhuohua's back, saying in a hoarse voice, "I heard that my close friend was sick. Are you feeling better now?"
The couple's actions were far too intimate for the people in the room, especially since the person in question was standing nearby watching.
Hu Moli turned to look at Chen Hede first, and sure enough, a faint sadness spread across his eyes.
Chen Hede couldn't help but feel a little jealous of Xiao Wuxin.
How come all these people can get into Xu Zhuohua's heart and have some interaction with her, while he can't get into her heart at all?
After an unknown amount of time, Xu Zhuohua's trembling fingers finally loosened their grip on Xiao Wuxin's clothes.
Crystalline tears rolled down her cheeks one after another. Her beautiful almond-shaped eyes, which were full of smiles, were brimming with grievances that were about to burst forth, yet she stubbornly held back from fully venting them.
Cheng Muyun knew that Xu Zhuohua and Xiao Wuxin were soulmates, so he didn't say anything and raised his hand to wipe away the tears on Xu Zhuohua's face.
Xu Zhuohua asked, "Senior Brother Xiao, why did you go back to Xinhai City? It's too dangerous."
She would never believe that Xiao Wuxin had returned to visit her while she was ill.
Xiao Wuxin took off his hat and scarf, and he was noticeably thinner than when Xu Zhuohua last saw him, which made his upright and dignified eyes look even more imposing.
"To be honest, there are many like-minded people in Xinhai City. The main reason I came back this time is to meet with them."
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