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After a few people entered, Zhang Butler exchanged a few polite words with Xu before closing the door. He didn’t even glance at Sang Qingxiao and the others, leading them to the guest room. "I’ve asked the master; you are not his acquaintances. However, the master said that it’s not easy for anyone traveling outside. Other families in the city would certainly not take you in. Since you don’t mind the Zhang Family’s misfortune, we will let you stay for one night."
"Is Miss Zhang available to sleep now? May I request to see her?" Sang Qingxiao got straight to the point.
Zhang Butler halted his steps. "I don’t care why you’re staying with the Zhang Family; don’t think about taking advantage of the Zhang Family Head. The Zhang Family may seem down and out, but the master has been doing good deeds over the years and has accumulated quite a few good connections. There are many people secretly protecting the Zhang Family!"
"You misunderstood; our target is that item, not the Zhang Family."
"That item?"
"Yes, more accurately, our goal aligns with Miss Zhang's."
Zhang Butler scoffed. "Since my son-in-law left, countless people have come to the Zhang Family under such pretenses to swindle money. They at least know how to dress up to deceive others, unlike you few—Ji Qingqing, dressed in common clothes—who do you think you're fooling?"
Sang Qingxiao casually drew a rune. "Are you sure you won’t let Miss Zhang come and meet us?"
Zhang Butler looked at the rune and then at Sang Qingxiao. Even though he didn’t know much about the levels of Demon Catchers, this rune seemed quite impressive.
After hesitating for a moment, he turned around to find his young lady.
When he reappeared, he was accompanied by his young lady.
Sang Qingxiao saw that she was a beautiful woman of similar age, unlike what Wang Zhanggui had described—her eyes did not show the weariness of thirty years; instead, Sang Qingxiao saw resilience and fatigue in her gaze.
"Can you help me find my husband?"
Sang Qingxiao blurted out, "You’re pregnant?"
Without needing Old Vine's reminder, Zhang Linglong’s belly was slightly rounded. Although it wasn’t prominent yet, she often placed her hands protectively on her stomach, which made Sang Qingxiao understand where her resilience came from.
Zhang Linglong nodded. "That’s not important; let’s talk about saving my husband."
"How can that not be important!"
Old Vine analyzed Zhang Linglong's condition through face reading. "Do you realize that if you don’t stop your laboring and running around, your unborn child may not survive?"
Zhang Butler panicked. "Miss, it’s all my fault! I noticed your health wasn’t great long ago; in recent days, you've been vomiting from morning till night. How could I not have thought that you were pregnant? I even allowed you to run around at night! If something happens, what will happen to the Zhang Family? What will happen to Master and Madam?"
"Miss," he continued urgently, "you are not just related to Chen Xiucai anymore; now you have another family member. You cannot act recklessly!"
"It’s too late for regrets; my life is no longer my own." She replied resolutely. "Didn’t we agree before? If I really have a child, you would take my parents to find my brother. I urged you all to leave earlier, but you insisted on staying with me. Why suffer like this?"
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