So that's what it was for. Xu Zhuohua breathed a sigh of relief.
She didn't want a position where she wouldn't live long and would die a horrible death.
"Perhaps it's for what the Xu family has?"
Luo Yunqiao asked, "What does the Xu family have? What is it?"
Xu Zhuohua glanced at Luo Yunqiao. She was very beautiful, a rare beauty with a clear and bold look between her brows. Not to mention men, even Xu Zhuohua herself would take a second look if she met her.
"Miss Luo, why don't you investigate it yourself? Anyway, all I can tell you is that I won't compete with you for Cheng Muyun. I just want to live my own life."
Luo Yunqiao didn't believe Xu Zhuohua's words. Cheng Muyun was the only man who could make all the women in Xinhai City fascinated.
"Are you saying this to allay my doubts? A delaying tactic?"
Xu Zhuohua smiled and said, "I told Miss Luo from the beginning that I came to Xinhai City to broaden my horizons. I did so before and I will continue to do so in the future. If I want to marry Cheng Muyun, I will not do anything to ruin my reputation."
Given that Xu Zhuohua's reputation in Xinhai City is indeed very bad, Luo Yunqiao reluctantly believed it.
The young lady raised her chin and said with a smile, "Okay, I believe you. I'll accept you as my friend. As long as you don't try to take Mu Yun away from me, you can ask me for help anytime in the future."
Xu Zhuohua was overjoyed, "Okay."
Having more friends means having more options.
Xu Zhuohua actually thought Luo Yunqiao had a good personality and was a friend worth getting to know better, but in order to save her own life, she decided not to stop Luo Yunqiao from jumping into the fire pit.
After all, it's still unknown whether history can be changed, so it's never a bad thing to be prepared.
Neither of them noticed that behind the screen, the tall figure slumped slightly, and his already weak back became even more limp.
Cheng Muyun walked out from behind the screen, sat down in a chair without saying a word, and looked so gloomy that it seemed he was about to devour someone.
Xu Zhuohua was so cold by Cheng Muyun's aura that she covered her arms. For some reason, she felt like a pair of sinister eyes were staring at her, making her feel very uncomfortable.
"I'm going to use the restroom." Xu Zhuohua got up and left.
When I came back, I saw a familiar figure on the other side of the second floor.
Her graceful figure was impossible for Xu Zhuohua to ignore.
After Mei Heming finished singing, Hu Moli stood up and applauded, her arms swaying gently beneath her cloak as she reached out to wipe away a tear from the corner of her eye.
"Miss Hu, are you also here to see Mr. Mei off?"
Hu Moli turned around in horror. The black veil on her hat covered her eyes, revealing her luscious lips painted with bright red lipstick, making one want to take a bite out of her.
“Miss Xu,” Hu Moli wiped away her tears, “what a coincidence.”
Xu Zhuohua approached Hu Moli and said, "Unfortunately, Cheng Muyun was lured here by your new master, and I was forced to come."
Hu Moli's eyes darted away. "Miss Xu is joking. I don't have any new master."
Xu Zhuohua smiled.
She was kidnapped by Chen Hede at the time, and Hu Moli stayed with her all day. Who would believe that Chen Hede wasn't Hu Moli's new master?
When Chen Hede investigated opium, he was bound to trace it back to Hu Moli. However, out of consideration for Mei Heming, he didn't take action against Hu Moli but instead recruited her.
The fact that Hu Moli was able to have a private room all to herself among so many dignitaries today speaks volumes.
“It’s okay if you don’t want to talk about it.” Xu Zhuohua carefully examined Hu Moli’s face.
She hasn't collapsed yet, there are no fine lines on her neck, and she still looks pure and beautiful, as if she hasn't started using opium yet.
Hu Moli felt goosebumps all over from Xu Zhuohua's gaze and hugged herself. "Miss Xu, why are you looking at me like that?"
Xu Zhuohua's gaze left Hu Moli.
"It's nothing, I just wanted to ask, does Miss Hu like to smoke opium?"
Xu Zhuohua stared at Hu Moli's reaction.
Hu Moli looked at Xu Zhuohua with disbelief and said with a hint of anger, "I don't smoke opium!"
Her eyes trembled slightly with anger, as if she had no humility whatsoever.
Xu Zhuohua stared at it for a long time, and finally confirmed that Hu Moli was not lying.
"That's good. I just wanted to remind Miss Hu that you must never touch opium, no matter what happens."
"Anyone would know that, do you need to remind me!"
Hu Moli pushed Xu Zhuohua, who staggered backward and bumped into a strong embrace.
Turning around, I was surprised to see Chen Hede.
The man smiled slightly, his face still bearing that indifferent expression.
The thought that Chen Hede was a selfish, self-serving, and hypocritical man who took advantage of others made Xu Zhuohua furious.
Out of character, seriously deviates from the character's original design!
Chen Hede was clearly an upright person in history, so how could he do such a thing?
Xu Zhuohua felt a sense of disappointment and frustration, and her hand was already raised, ready to strike Chen Hede's face.
However, Chen Hede tilted his head slightly, and only his fingernails grazed Xu Zhuohua's face. Xu Zhuohua felt unsatisfied and stretched out his other hand, but before it could fall, Chen Hede grabbed his wrist.
Chen Hede turned his head slowly, his eyes revealing an unreadable emotion. "Miss Xu, didn't we already fight last time? I wonder what I've done this time to displease you?"
Xu Zhuohua tried to break free, but her wrist was held tightly. She said irritably, "You know what you did!"
Chen Hede curled his lips into a smile. "Let me think. Is it because I lied to Young Marshal Cheng? Or because you think I killed Liang Shaozun, or because I had you kidnapped?"
"Did you deliberately let Liang Shaozun's men kidnap me?"
Xu Zhuohua had this question for a long time; otherwise, their standoff at the French church would have ended there when the French arrived.
Chen Hede pushed Xu Zhuohua against the wall step by step and said coldly, "Although I am not upright, I will not risk a girl's life to avenge my sister."
His eyes reddened slightly, and Xu Zhuohua's heart clenched; she felt a pang of pity.
Chen Hede tightened his grip, causing Xu Zhuohua's wrist to ache as she struggled to twist it.
Xu Zhuohua's face scrunched up, but Chen Hede showed no sign of letting go, as if he were venting his anger.
"My God, Miss Xu!"
Cheng Muyun and Luo Yunqiao stood outside, with Luo Yunqiao covering her mouth as she watched the two acting intimately.
Cheng Muyun's face darkened. He stepped forward, shoved Chen Hede aside, grabbed Xu Zhuohua's wrist, and dragged her away.
On the stairs, Xu Zhuohua was pulled so hard she almost fell.
"Cheng Muyun, slow down!"
Luo Yunqiao called out to Cheng Muyun from behind, and the man stopped. "Yunqiao, you should go back first. I still have some things to take care of."
After saying that, he pulled Xu Zhuohua away from the opera house in front of the audience.
"Cheng Muyun! Let go of me, my hand hurts so much!"
The man acted as if he hadn't heard her and continued to pull her into the dark alley.
He slammed Xu Zhuohua against the wall, pressed down on her, and held her wrist tightly with his arm.
With rapid breathing and a fierce look in his eyes, Cheng Muyun was clearly so angry that he had lost his mind.
"Have I been too lenient with you, allowing you to act promiscuously in front of other men?"
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