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nChapter 38: Bitterness

nTranslator: Sissy That Walk

nThis man in a flamboyant gown was no other than the wealthiest man in the capital city, Su Liancheng.

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nHe put on a flamboyant gown deliberately to piss off his father who came to Murong Yun’s mansion looking for him.

n“My good sister-in-law, what’s going on? Why are you wounded all over?” asked Su Liancheng with concern.

n‘Could it be Brother Eighth suffered a paroxysm? No way, it’s not full moon yet. But what could it be?’

nThinking of this, Su Liancheng put on a poker face and said half jokingly, “Brother Eighth, is this on you? Listen, Brother Eighth, you cannot do this to a girl because she doesn’t love you back.”

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n‘What the heck?’

n“Su Liancheng, you silly Su Liancheng, it’s nothing like that.” replied Luo Qianqian, pressing her forehead.

nSu Liancheng blinked his innocent eyes and asked, “What is it then, do tell. I will definitely revenge you, whoever did this to you will receive ten times more.”

nFeng Qing just entered the gate and threw one man on the floor, “Lord Su, this man is one of them.”

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nMurong Yun was not in the mood to play with Su Liancheng, he asked a servant to inform Doctor Lin that they need his help.

nWith that, Murong Yun carried Luo Qianqian and walked to the back of the mansion.

nSu Liancheng knew now was not a good time to throw questions at them, he took off the flamboyant gown and wiped his face, a low-key colored gown revealed and he looked much more handsome.

n“Feng Qing, keep a close eye on this man, wait for me to skin him.” said Su Liancheng dramatically.

nFeng Qing gave him a dry nodding.

nSu Liancheng’s lips twitched, he was expecting a more responsive reaction than a dry nodding, he turned back and looked at Feng Qing, “No wonder you don’t have a lady friend now, because you are just like your master, boring!”

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nFeng Qing talked back, “Yeah yeah yeah, unlike you, Lord Su, who is being chased for some blind dates, I naturally have no game.”

nLuo Qianqian happened to hear it all, she asked Murong Yun with her eyes wide open, “Is this the way they talk to each other?”

nMurong Yun nodded, “Yeah, never mind them.”

nMurong Yun carried Luo Qianqian to his room.

nThe furniture and decoration of Murong Yun’s room were pretty simple, but every item was a treasure.

nLike the vase on the table, hmm, it could easily fetch over a million yuan.

nAnd the table in the living room, she had no idea what material it was made of, but the craftsmanship, the color all screamed money.

nMurong Yun was indeed loaded… …

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nLuo Qianqian was even more delighted about her husband-to-be, just imagine all the money she would have, and she didn’t have to sleep with him.

nMurong Yun was injecting Internal Chi to Luo Qianqian to make her feel better while she was imagining how rich she was going be become.

nMurong Yun’s eyes sparkled, she looked at Luo Qianqian into his eyes, “Murong Yun, why are you so nice to me?”

nMurong Yun said this in an earnest manner, “Because you, are mine.”

n‘I’m yours?’

nLuo Qianqian would keep away from Murong Yun if he talked to her like this in the beginning.

nBut Luo Qianqian now just went blushed.

nMurong Yun categorized people in a simple way, ‘my gang and strangers.’

nJust like Su Liancheng and Luo Qianqian, they were both his gang that he would spare no effort to protect and save.

nBut as for strangers, he couldn’t care less about their life.

nIt might be a bit too extreme for some people, but Prince Eighth was known for being cold and isolated.

n“What are you going to do with the man that Feng Qing captured?” asked Luo Qianqian, “Find out who is behind this and kill him?”

n“Yes.” answered Murong Yun undisguisedly.

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nMurong Yun was a little bit worried whether Luo Qianqian would find him too merciless.

nWhile Luo Qianqian knew better than being a doormat, she wouldn’t frown seeing the guy who was going to kill her ended up being killed.

n“That sounds great.”

nWith that the room door was opened, it was Su Liancheng along with Lin Zimo.

n“Brother Eighth, and sister-in-law, Doctor Lin is here.”

nThis was the second time that Luo Qianqian met Lin Zimo.

nThe first time was in Prime Minister Luo’s Mansion, she had remembered him as a well-mannered gentleman.

nUnlike the last time when she met him, he was wearing a gray gown and he appeared as terribly exhausted listless. And the dark circles under his eyes had totally betrayed him.

nHe looked at Luo Qianqian who was lying in the bed with a complicated look, and his smile was a bit dry.

n“I don’t know what’s going on with you, Mo, you are so hard to contact these days, always turning down visitors. Thank God you are here to treat my good sister-in-law.”

nLuo Qianqian’s heart fluttered, she knew this flutter was from the body’s owner — the real Luo Qianqian.

nThe next second her eyes turned red and tears streamed down, she was not suffering pain from the wounds, but she just couldn’t help crying.

nThis body was crying on her own.

nSeeing that, Murong Yun, for the first time in his life, lost it.

n“… Qianqian… is there anything… …” faltered Murong Yun.

n“Is there anything that I can do?” Murong Yun blamed himself so hard, how he wished he had asked Feng Qing to protect her secretly.

nBut Luo Qianqian’s eyes were looking at Lin Zimo.

nLin Zimo sensed that, he looked at Luo Qianqian in the eyes and stood transfixed.

n‘Qianqian still has feelings for me?’

n“I’m all right, it’s so dusty in here.” Luo Qianqian wiped her face violently, tear stains and blood stains on her face somehow made her look even more prettier.

nMurong Yun asked her gently, “Doctor Lin is here, let’s have those wounds checked first, shall we?”

n“Yeah.” Luo Qianqian took a deep breath and nodded.

nLin Zimo put his hand on Luo Qianqian’s wrist to feel her pulse, while Luo Qianqian resumed the indifferent look she usually showed to him.

n‘It looks like I’m over thinking, she doesn’t have feelings for me at all.’ thought Lin Zimo bitterly.

nWith that in mind, Lin Zimo said, “Excuse me Miss Luo, I am now going to check your wounds.”

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