Jiangnan Gaiden - Capítulo 42
"I understand." Shi Wuji nodded, and seeing Huan'er's disappointed face, he laughed and said, "Let's go, he won't give up until he sees you."
The group moved towards Juxianlou.
Before entering, Shi Wuji whispered to Huan'er.
"What would you do if he insisted on taking you away?"
Huan'er raised an eyebrow.
"Why should I obediently go with him? But if that general is more handsome and imposing than you, I might consider it."
Seeing Shi Wuji's face fall, Huan'er knew he didn't like what she was saying; he knew it was a joke, but he still glared at her with a long face.
"Really?" She suddenly tightened her arms around him, pressing her entire body against his. "Say it! You belong only to me!"
"The baby in your belly can prove it! It's so funny to see you jealous." She chuckled softly. The two had already entered the main hall of Juxianlou, with the others following behind.
As soon as she entered the room, Huan'er felt a pair of greedy eyes staring at her with ill intent, looking very frivolous.
As Shi Wuji exchanged pleasantries with Su Guangping, Huan'er glanced at the source of his gaze. A man with heavy makeup, undeniably handsome, with red lips and white teeth, almost rivaling a woman's beauty—a typical Southern scholar. However, his wicked, greedy eyes ruined the scholar's air, making him appear treacherous and wicked; the wealthy would surely be heartless, the officials corrupt, and the domineering glint in his eyes hinted at a predatory desire to seize women. At that moment, those eyes shamelessly lingered on her and Wuxia, their manner utterly lewd.
Huan'er had always thought that fantasies were purely private matters and didn't harm anyone. But now she didn't think so. Under the man's naked gaze, she felt violated to some extent! She glared back coldly, but the man still shamelessly gave her a seductive smile.
Huan'er ignored him and glanced around, only to be met with a murderous glint in Leng Gang's eyes! A terrifying murderous glint! He had already pulled Wuxia behind him, his eyes clearly showing that he wouldn't let this man go. She inwardly shuddered; her husband's eyes were unfathomable, and she couldn't discern his thoughts.
"Huan'er, don't you recognize your father?" Su Guangping feigned a loving expression.
"Father." Huan'er barely managed to squat down and pick up all the goosebumps on the ground before giving a curt, half-hearted reply.
“Sister Huan’er, you’ve become even more beautiful.” Ke Zhengming stood up and was about to approach Huan’er, who was sitting at the head of the table.
Wu Jie and Wu Hen cleverly stood up and blocked the way.
Huan'er looked at Ke Zhengming with a puzzled expression.
Do I know you? Who are you?
Ke Zhengming believed that Huan'er was pretending not to know him because she was afraid her husband Shi Wuji would misunderstand, but this time he came to destroy their marital relationship and take Huan'er away. How could he allow her to do that? It was a pity he hadn't succeeded before! Huan'er was even more beautiful than before. Before, Huan'er was beautiful, but timid and cowardly, lacking any charm; she looked like a beautifully crafted porcelain doll at best. But now it was different! Now her eyes and spirit were full of confidence, and her whole being exuded charm. Every gesture was like a poem, a painting. It seemed that Shi Wuji had brought out all of Huan'er's beauty. With such a stunningly beautiful face, even the Emperor would be amazed! What was the general compared to her! Sending Huan'er to the palace would bring him a lifetime of glory and prosperity.
He shifted his gaze and feigned a sorrowful expression.
"Huan'er, how can you say you don't recognize me? I'm Zhengming! I should have been the one to marry you. It's just that my father summoned me back to the capital these past six months. I was determined to get a position and achieve some success before returning to marry you and give you a good life. But Uncle Su didn't know about our romantic vows and insisted on marrying you off, causing you to be heartbroken and hang yourself. It's all fate's cruel joke. Huan'er! I take full responsibility for everything. I only beg you to give me another chance. I also hope that Young Master Shi will be kind enough to help us make it happen."
Seeing his excellent singing and acting, Huan'er thought: This man should go into opera; he'd surely become famous. He can spout cheesy words at any moment, and fabricate nonsense on the spot—truly remarkable. Even her predecessor would never have been interested in such a scheming man, so Huan'er didn't believe a word he said.
Huan'er stood up, slowly descended the low steps, and said coldly:
"You mean—Wuji stole your bride?"