Chapter 7: The Thing

7. A Plaything

Bizhu didn't even spare a glance at Lvzhu. She walked straight toward Duan Yuran, gave a slight bow, and reported, "Miss, Young Master Ren said that since Lvzhu is a servant of the Duan family, how she is dealt with is up to the Duan family; it has nothing to do with him!"

"No! Impossible! My husband could never say such a thing!"

As soon as Bizhu's voice fell, Lvzhu leaped up from the ground, her face covered in tears and snot twisted into a hideous expression!

"It must be you... it must be you playing tricks! You didn't tell my husband at all!" Lvzhu shook her head violently, refusing to believe Bizhu's words.

Impossible! How could her husband abandon her? When their passion was at its peak, he had said she was gentler and more sensible than the Young Mistress, and even more beautiful than Concubine Cai... How could he not keep her now!

"Bah! Stop trying to gild your own lily! What husband? Our Miss and Young Master Ren have absolutely no connection now!" Bizhu spat toward Lvzhu's face and said mockingly, "If you don't believe me, go ahead and ask him yourself! I don't know if you even have any shame left!"

Lvzhu clenched her hands into fists, her nails digging painfully into her palms! Her white teeth bit hard into her lower lip, drawing blood without her even noticing!

Driven by the resentment of being abandoned and the provocation of Bizhu's cold sarcasm, Lvzhu actually turned to walk out, intending to find Ren Feiteng to demand an explanation!

"Mama Yuan?" Duan Yuran picked up the fresh tea on the table and called out to Mama Yuan coldly.

Mama Yuan had been prepared for this. As soon as the Miss spoke, she and Mama An rushed forward to seize Lvzhu, untied the sweatcloth from her waist, and twisted her arms to bind her from behind!

"Let me go! I want to ask my husband! Let go... mmmph!" Lvzhu struggled and screamed violently, but her mouth was stuffed with a cloth ball that smelled strongly of sweat!

"Miss Lvzhu, you can throw away your dignity, but don't you dare ruin our Miss's reputation!" Mama Yuan chuckled sinisterly. She shoved the cloth ball even harder into Lvzhu's mouth and lowered her voice to curse, "You little wench, you really think you're something special! You're nothing more than a plaything in a man's eyes!"

Like a fish thrown onto dry land, Lvzhu writhed desperately, turning her head with all her might to beg Duan Yuran, but all she caught in her peripheral vision was Duan Yuran's cold, emotionless, beautiful face.

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At dusk, there were many pedestrians on Ping'an Street, the main thoroughfare of Pingcheng. Suddenly, a procession of carriages appearing from the east of the city caught the attention of the commoners!

At the very front of this procession was a handsome young man whose phoenix eyes could make the faces of the women watching from the sides of the street flush red with a single glance. He rode a large jujube-red horse, moving at an unhurried pace, followed by six carriages!

Among these six carriages, four were loaded with high stacks of boxes, while the other two were clearly carriages meant for passengers.

The procession moved grandly and eye-catchingly along Ping'an Street, forcing passersby to retreat to the sides to make way.

Not long after the convoy disappeared from Ping'an Street, twilight descended, and the shops along the street lit their lanterns.

The Panchun Tower was located in the most prosperous section of Ping'an Street. It was a three-story restaurant and the largest, most expensive establishment in Pingcheng!

A young man dressed as an attendant in green robes and black boots hurried up to the third floor. He stopped at the entrance of a private room named the Peony Pavilion and said respectfully, "Second Master, your servant Liu Zhan has returned."

The door to the private room was pulled open from the inside, revealing a young man with a cold expression wearing similar attire.

Liu Zhan nodded to his companion and stepped into the room, the door closing immediately behind him.

By the window in the private room sat a square table for two. On one side of the table sat a thick, sturdy figure...

The male lead only showed a silhouette.

Thanks to the support of my old friends, I'm pleasantly surprised! But there's also pressure, because someone is calling for Liangliang and Huangsang!