Lu Lingyun chuckled, “No, according to your logic, Xing, you can only try your best to make the Young Master love you forever. Because once he stops loving you, you become the other woman.” Xing Dai Rong couldn’t utter a word. She flicked her sleeve and ran away from Lu Lingyun. Her hasty retreat brought relief to many in the room, but most were amazed by Lu Lingyun’s generosity.
“Young Madam, you’re just too kind. With someone like her, any other family would directly punish her!” “Exactly! In a more disciplined aristocratic family, someone with her lack of self-awareness and audacity would be beaten to death.” Lu Lingyun listened to Chun He and Xiao Wei’s words with a detached expression. “I’d rather break their spirit than kill them,” she said calmly. What’s the point of killing? It’s much more satisfying to break their will.
After returning from Lu Lingyun’s place, Xing Dai Rong locked herself in her room. Qiu Kui, fearing she might throw another tantrum, guarded the door anxiously, afraid of offending her again. She waited until nightfall, when the door suddenly opened from the outside. At that moment, Xing Dai Rong, dressed in white, appeared before her. “Miss Xing…”
“Where’s the Young Master?” she asked gently. The soft tone took Qiu Kui aback. She answered cautiously, “The Young Master went to Qiuxiang Courtyard.” As she spoke, she stiffened her back, fearing another slap. But the next second, she heard a soft voice again. “Oh, then you accompany me. Bring him back.” With that, Xing Dai Rong strode out. Qiu Kui was stunned to see this changed Xing Dai Rong. In her memory, Xing Dai Rong was a bold woman, fearless in her words and actions, even daring to argue with the Young Master. Qiu Kui didn’t always agree with her words and thoughts, but sometimes she couldn’t help but admire her. If she were a man, she would definitely be drawn to her. But this… was no longer the lively and vibrant Xing Dai Rong she once knew.
Qiu Kui didn’t say anything and followed Xing Dai Rong to Qiuxiang Courtyard. This time, Xing Dai Rong didn’t cause a scene. When she entered the courtyard, her eyes fixed on Cheng Yunshuo. Within three breaths, Cheng Yunshuo rose from the dinner table. “Why are you here?”
Xing Dai Rong didn’t speak. She continued to stare at him, her eyes watery. Another breath later, Cheng Yunshuo abandoned Qiu Ling, who was patiently serving him food, and scooped up Xing Dai Rong in a single move.
Qiu Kui watched in shock the whole time. Only when she saw Xing Dai Rong being held in Cheng Yunshuo’s arms, did she catch a flicker of the old Xing Dai Rong. In a subtle movement, Xing Dai Rong gave Qiu Ling a provocative, triumphant glance. She was being intentional. She was using tactics to snatch the man. And she succeeded.
Xing Dai Rong had truly changed.
After Cheng Yunshuo carried Xing Dai Rong back to Yao Guang Ge, she didn’t argue with him even once. All her previous frustrations seemed to vanish overnight. They reconciled that night and were inseparable.
Qiu Ling was furious. She spent the whole night in her room, cursing the “fox spirit.” The next day, a refreshed Xing Dai Rong deliberately held Cheng Yunshuo’s hand and walked around in front of Qiu Ling. This infuriated Qiu Ling, and she ran to Lu Lingyun to complain.
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