The Luo family's influence in Xinhai City is deeply entrenched, yet Cheng Muyun hasn't set foot in the villa for months. Cheng Yuguang is probably afraid of severing the marriage ties with the Luo family and is using this as an excuse to give his daughter-in-law a warning.
"You're afraid the Luo family will feel slighted, right?" Xu Zhuohua suddenly sat up, her pajamas slipping down one shoulder, revealing the lingering red marks on her neck.
Aunt Xu hurriedly turned her face away, but she sneered indifferently, "You're trying to outdo me, both openly and secretly."
Xu Zhuohua continued, "You want me to persuade him to see his concubine? I'm not a bodhisattva reincarnated, I'm not that magnanimous!"
Xu Ma frowned with difficulty, "Young Madam, Aunt Luo is a noble person, it's best not to offend her."
Xu Zhuohua snorted coldly, "So what if she's a noble person? She stole my man and expects me to be magnanimous? No way! You can leave now. Xu Ma, just repeat what I said to Governor Cheng. I want to see if a father can control his son's marital life."
Xu Zhuohua covered her head with the blanket, her voice muffled, "Turn off the lights before you leave. Tell Cheng Muyun that if he doesn't come up tonight, I'll go back to the Xu residence first thing tomorrow morning, and from then on, he can forget about ever climbing into my bed again."
Looking at the high mound of blankets on the bed, Xu Ma sighed, feeling caught in a dilemma.
The carved wooden door creaked shut, and darkness instantly engulfed the entire room.
Once the footsteps had completely disappeared at the end of the corridor, a slender hand suddenly emerged from the bedding, its fingertips gripping the brocade quilt tightly, the knuckles so white they were almost transparent.
Damn you, Cheng Muyun! If you dare to go to Luo Yunqiao's place on the day I get back, I won't wait until next year; I'll shoot you dead first.
Xu Zhuohua was wide awake. A little bit of the noise downstairs reached her ears.
She was upset and thirsty, so she threw off the covers and got out of bed to get some water.
After drinking a cup of herbal tea, the unease in my chest subsided slightly.
Suddenly the door was pushed open, and Cheng Muyun turned on the light. The sudden shock made Xu Zhuohua close her eyes.
"I'm sorry, Zhuohua, I..." Cheng Muyun stretched out his hands and walked towards Xu Zhuohua, his face full of apology.
Warm tea trickled down the dark military uniform, leaving dark brown stains on the pressed fabric.
Xu Zhuohua's fingers trembled as she gripped the empty teacup. She clearly wanted to question him sharply, but what came out was a coquettish complaint tinged with tears: "You still know how to come up here!"
Before she could finish speaking, her eyes welled up with tears.
Cheng Muyun stood frozen in place, letting the tea drip down his clothes onto the carpet, before suddenly kneeling on one knee.
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