Chapter 2: Chapter 45: A Femme Fatale!!

Four families, with exactly two families sitting in each row.

The Rong family and the Yun family sat together.

The Feng family sat with the Shui family.

That empty seat, as if by coincidence, was right next to Shui Yu'er.

In her seat, Shui Yu'er looked at Feng Chuge, who was walking toward them, with a gloomy expression that grew increasingly unsightly.

"It's you—" It wasn't until Feng Chuge approached her that Shui Yu'er gritted her teeth, two words leaking from her throat...

Feng Chuge glanced at Shui Yu'er, raised an eyebrow, and gave a faint smile, "We meet again, Miss Shui..."

That shallow smile stung Shui Yu'er's eyes painfully.

If this weren't a public setting, Shui Yu'er would likely have lashed out on the spot.

"What are you doing sitting here? This isn't your place," Shui Yu'er sneered as she saw Feng Chuge and the others about to sit down.

Feng Chuge did not respond and simply sat down.

"Come, A-Chen, sit here," Feng Chuge beckoned to A-Chen, letting him sit beside her.

The little meatball, who had been carried and bullied by A-Chen all along, twitched its nose slightly upon hearing that piercing voice.

It suddenly opened its eyes and let out a "meow"...

Only then did Shui Yu'er notice the child following behind Feng Chuge and the cat in his arms, and she immediately fell silent.

She reached out and touched her own face.

Although the scars were gradually fading.

But seeing that cat, Shui Yu'er still thought of what happened that day.

A hint of ferocity surfaced in her eyes as she glared at the cat, thinking viciously: *You little beast, sooner or later I will skin you alive!!*

Shui Wuji's gaze had been locked tightly onto this peerless woman.

But suddenly, his pupils constricted slightly—

The seat this woman was sitting in was clearly the seat reserved for Feng Chuge!

Thinking further that the "ugly woman" Feng Chuge, whom everyone was expecting, had yet to arrive, his expression changed instantly. Could it be...

As he was deep in thought, a low growl erupted from beside him.

"Feng Chuge, you still dare to claim you didn't do anything to Wan'er?!"

That single mention of "Feng Chuge" instantly caused everyone present to change their expressions...

Feng Chuge...

This peerless woman was Feng Chuge??

No... you can't be joking, right?

Wasn't the rumor outside that Feng Chuge was an extreme beauty-less hag?

Just a moment ago, they were discussing Feng Chuge's appearance!

Everyone's expressions were particularly spectacular.

Behind Feng Chuge, Zi Lan looked at the group of people whose faces looked as if they had swallowed excrement, and shouted inwardly with satisfaction!

Feng Chuge ignored the reactions of those around her and simply looked toward the source of the voice.

Before her stood the Third Prince, Helian Jinyu, dressed in black brocade robes, standing with an indignant expression.

At this moment, his handsome face was filled with killing intent.

The fact that the entire Feng clan had been driven away was entirely the work of this woman!

Thinking of how Wan'er had tearfully complained to him after he took her in, Helian Jinyu's loathing for Feng Chuge grew even deeper.

In his eyes, this Feng Chuge was a femme fatale!

Poor Qingwan, her beauty was completely destroyed.

The junior alchemist in the Third Prince's manor had informed him that only by finding the Snow-Condensing Pill could the scars on Feng Qingwan's face be removed.

Otherwise, Feng Qingwan's face would likely be ruined forever.

Feng Chuge raised her head slightly to look at the speaker. Once she saw clearly who was in front of her, she curled her lips into a faint smile, "Oh, it's this Prince, is it?"

"Feng Chuge, what kind of trickery are you playing?!" Helian Jinyu's eyes were practically spitting fire.

"Your Highness, I don't believe we are close enough to share everything with each other, are we?" Feng Chuge turned her head and replied indifferently.