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Perhaps she should give birth to this child.
She should love him well, making up for the maternal love she lacked for Lijun.
The carriage finally stopped in front of a two-story independent building. Gu Yuniang stood at the door, doubtfully asking, "Is this really the place?"
At the entrance, there were no flamboyantly dressed young women, only a man guarding the door.
Upon seeing Amin, the man respectfully said, "Young Master!"
Amin nodded and led Ma Lele inside like a little adult. Once inside, it was quite a different scene.
A wide, long corridor stretched out before them, with several women dancing above. On either side were individual rooms separated by curtains and beaded drapes; though it was a brothel, it was rather elegant and quiet.
Gu Yuniang thought to herself that this establishment had quite a taste.
A maid led them to a room on the second floor where Hua Nongying was calculating accounts. Upon seeing Amin, she immediately joyfully rushed over, hugging him tightly and showering him with kisses, "What brings you here to see Aunt Hua today?"
"I asked my mother to come with me!" Amin replied with a grin.
"I'm Hua Nongying; please have a seat!" Hua Nongying then noticed Ma Lele beside her and smiled apologetically at her.
Amin seemed very familiar with the people here; in no time, he ran off to play.
At this moment, only Ma Lele and Hua Nongying remained in the room.
Ma Lele felt somewhat awkward since she wasn't familiar with her. Moreover, she was Wen Shaojun's former sister-in-law. Now living in Wen Shaojun's house without a clear identity, those who didn't know might think she was after their wealth.
It seems I still can't take advantage of others and enjoy their hospitality for free.
Although I am reluctant to part with Amin, I am not his real mother after all.
Remembering this, she couldn't help but curiously ask, "Where is Amin's mother? Where is she?"
Hua Nongying, who had been calculating accounts, trembled slightly at her words. After a long pause, she said softly, "My sister passed away. She died during childbirth when Amin was born."
Ma Lele was taken aback and apologized, "I'm sorry for bringing up your painful memories!"
"It's been a long time; it's okay. Actually, the one who is most heartbroken should be my brother-in-law. His love for my sister was deeply moving, and in the end, he is left to live alone in this world! Am I right, Miss Ma? Do you know how happy I was when I first saw you?" Hua Nongying suddenly changed the subject to Ma Lele.
"Happy to see me?" Ma Lele was increasingly confused.
"For all these years, I've hoped my brother-in-law would find someone else. But he has always refused. However, a few months ago, he went to Dayue and seemed to have changed completely. Later, he asked me to help him find a girl..." At this point, Hua Nongying's face was filled with smiles.
"What kind of girl?" A bad premonition rose in Ma Lele's heart. That girl wouldn't be herself, would it?
"A girl with a peach blossom mark on her forehead! So when I first saw you, do you know how surprised I was? My brother-in-law has really fallen for someone this time!" There was an indescribable meaning in Hua Nongying's eyes that made Ma Lele feel uneasy.
So Hua Nongying came here to play matchmaker for Wen Shaojun?
But she is quite admirable.
After all, how many sisters-in-law would consider their former brother-in-law like this?
In fact, Wen Shaojun is quite good—gentle and refined. Moreover, he is a Chancellor of the nation; perhaps many girls would want to marry him.
However...
"I actually just see Wen Gongzi as a very good friend. Because... he looks a lot like a dear friend of mine!" Ma Lele said delicately. She had just ended a heart-wrenching relationship and really didn't want to easily fall into another one.
Hua Nongying was not surprised by this remark. She simply smiled slightly, "Perhaps you should give him a chance!"
"Peach Blossom Girl, I really don't want to think about that right now. Besides, I'm pregnant. All I want is to give birth to the child alone and then live well with my baby!" Although Hua Nongying was just a stranger to her, Ma Lele still candidly shared her feelings.
She didn't see anything wrong with that.
After all, if she couldn't give others hope, she shouldn't let them harbor illusions about her.
Sure enough, upon hearing this, Hua Nongying was taken aback. She studied the woman in front of her; her complexion was pale, and her lively eyes lacked any sparkle. They were filled with resistance and confusion towards reality. Perhaps this was yet another wounded woman.
In fact, what difference was there between herself and her?
Thinking of this, Hua Nongying smiled slightly, "Then I won't push you. Everyone wants different things."
As soon as she said this, Ma Lele immediately felt more favorable towards her.
After all, in ancient times, it was rare for women to have such thoughts.
With that in mind, she suddenly had a bold idea, "Peach Blossom Girl, could you take me in?" Staying long-term at Wen Shaojun's place wasn't a good solution.
She really liked Hua Nongying.
Seeing the surprised look on Hua Nongying's face, she quickly explained, "I would work for you; I'm not looking for a free ride here. However, I won't sell myself. Is that okay?" The environment here was quite elegant.
She felt that singing and performing here was still acceptable.
"Sure, you can stay as long as you want. Actually, this place is nothing like a typical establishment!" Hua Nongying suddenly smiled mysteriously, her eyes sparkling with cunning light.
It turned out that this establishment was called "Red Silk Building."
Its marketing model was akin to a modern, discreet VIP club.
Most of the patrons here were dignitaries from Great Wisdom, engaging in countless transactions daily, whether dark or light.
To join this place, one not only needed a prominent family background but also immense power.
The annual fee was quite a substantial amount.
Of course, every time one visited, they had to provide a secret code.
Everything was shrouded in mystery.
After hearing Hua Nongying's introduction, Ma Lele's eyes widened in surprise. No wonder she couldn't tell it was an establishment from its exterior when she first arrived.
"Who came up with this idea?" she couldn't help but ask, intrigued by the person's forward-thinking mindset.
Hua Nongying's gaze dimmed for a moment. "It was my sister."
"Your sister is really smart!" Ma Lele sincerely praised.
"Yes, my sister always has many clever ideas. I didn't realize it when we were younger until one time she fell into the river and nearly drowned. After we saved her, she changed a lot!" Hua Nongying spoke more animatedly when mentioning her sister, her eyes filled with admiration.
Ma Lele frowned, wondering why this sounded so much like the beginning of countless time-travel novels.
The more she thought about it, the more puzzled she became. "Is your sister going to start using a lot of strange words? Even her thoughts might be different from those of ordinary women!"
Hua Nongying nodded, "How do you know?"
Because I also came from another world.
Ma Lele felt a deep regret in her heart, realizing that there was someone else who had also traveled here. If only she hadn't died!
Seeing Hua Nongying looking at her with a strange expression, she quickly said, "I’m just guessing. I've heard that many people who have suffered injuries or near-drowning experiences have some part of their brain triggered, causing them to become different!"
Hua Nongying looked at her, nodding in a way that suggested she understood but wasn't quite sure.
That afternoon, Ma Lele moved in.
Wen Shaojun tried to persuade her to stay, but seeing her determination, he had no choice but to give up. However, Amin was not willing to let it go easily; in the end, Ma Lele agreed to visit him every day before he would relent.
That night.
Ma Lele leaned alone against the railing of the second-floor balcony, staring blankly at the night sky. Her cheeks felt as if they were on fire; Hua Nongying insisted on setting up a banquet to welcome her arrival.
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