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Liu Qingxi smiled calmly, "My life is in your hands now; what tricks can I play? Let me tell you, I am good friends with the Boss of Refreshing Summer. Even if it's not just a thousand taels, he would lend me more."
"Really?" Hunchback was somewhat skeptical, but Refreshing Summer had always been mysterious. Since Liu Qingxi knew him, it wasn't impossible; ordinary people couldn't come up with such a lie.
"You guys go find someone else; don't let Liu Qingxi borrow anything. Think of a way that won't raise suspicion. Just say she's still shopping and is in a hurry; you are the staff here."
Hunchback chuckled, "We’ll need you to write a note; otherwise, they won't believe us."
Liu Qingxi felt helpless; she was at their mercy and could only comply. These people weren't foolish; they knew to find a token. She initially thought they didn't seem like clever individuals, but she misjudged them.
Out of the four, two left, leaving two behind. Time passed second by second, and Liu Qingxi grew increasingly anxious as both sides raced against time, hoping that Li, the Innkeeper would notice something unusual and successfully find her.
At this moment, Liu Qingxi was unaware that her disappearance had caused chaos outside, stirring up one group after another. Their methods varied, but their goal was the same: to find her as quickly as possible.
At Wan Mansion, Liu Qingzhi lounged in a rocking chair with her fingers elegantly poised, enjoying fruits brought to her by maidservants like an Empress Dowager, squinting her eyes to savor the leisurely afternoon.
Wandehai had just received news of Hunchback's success and immediately came to his wife to take credit.
He tiptoed over to Liu Qingzhi's side and said, "I've avenged you, my dear. How's the child?"
Liu Qingzhi suddenly stood up, not caring about the latter part of his statement; all her attention was focused ahead. "Really? How did you do it?"
Wandehai then detailed Hunchback's plan: "Don't worry. Starting tomorrow—no! Starting today, Liu Qingxi will never be able to show her face again. Soon everyone in Azure Stream will see her disgrace. Are you satisfied now?"
Liu Qingzhi cupped Wandehai's face, which resembled a silver platter, and gave him a kiss. "Thank you! You're so wonderful."
"Of course! Who else would I treat well if not you? Take care of yourself; I'll come back to see you later."
As he passed by Madam Wan's courtyard, Wandehai took a turn and exchanged a few routine pleasantries before hurriedly leaving, leaving Madam Wan seething with anger until her palms bled from clenching them too tightly.
The hatred for Liu Qingzhi deepened, wishing she could immediately skin her alive: "Fox spirit, how dare you steal my man? Just wait and see."
A sinister smile curled at the corners of her mouth; she planned to strike Liu Qingzhi down when she stood at the highest point.
This feeling was the most delightful, akin to descending into hell, but it lasted only a few seconds.
Liu Qingzhi remained completely unaware, having cursed Madam Wan behind her back more than once, even blocking Madam Wan's path without any courtesy.
Little did she know, the more arrogant a person was, the quicker they would meet their end. Madam Wan was a silent snake; seemingly gentle, but everything was under her control.
Wandehai had no idea that simply helping a woman teach a country bumpkin a lesson would bring him insurmountable trouble, leading to a long period of distress and facing a fate similar to that of the Yang Family.
To be precise, it was even more tragic than the Yang Family's.
In the alley, Yang Yichen moved swiftly based on his instincts, an icy aura surrounding him that kept everyone within three meters at bay.
Closer and closer, he could even feel Liu Qingxi's heart racing violently. His intuition told him he was heading in the right direction; she was right there.
She was waiting for him to save her. He was racing against time, with only the sound of rushing wind in his ears. Gradually, a dilapidated courtyard came into view, looking as if it could collapse at any moment from the outside.
A gust of wind seemed capable of blowing the courtyard down. Yang Yichen became more determined and quickened his pace.
His lightness skill reached its peak, leaving only an illusory shadow floating past.
With a light leap, he appeared on the roof of the run-down courtyard. Looking down, he saw Liu Qingxi bound hand and foot, calmly yet vigilantly staring at the two men across from her.
Only he could sense her tension.
The two men had no martial arts skills. Yang Yichen was certain of this. He picked up two clumps of dirt and with a flick of his fingers, both men fell to the ground with a thud.
Liu Qingxi suddenly opened her eyes wide and looked around, then the scene of the male lead descending appeared, how cliché.
But why was her heart racing, unable to calm down?
Her male lead was not dressed in white, with flowing robes; instead, he wore a Black Combat Suit that outlined his perfect curves, his inverted triangle physique presenting a flawless proportion.
The young man appeared right before her. Sitting on the ground, she tilted her head at a forty-five-degree angle to look at him. Through the blinding sunlight, he seemed to walk out from a dream.
"Xier, are you okay?" Yang Yichen suddenly hugged the girl tightly. The ropes in his hands turned to dust as he held her close, as if trying to merge her into his very bones.
It seemed that only in this way could he feel that she was real.
The moment he learned she was in trouble, his world collapsed. He didn't know what the world would be like without her; it certainly wouldn't have any light.
Fortunately, Yang Yichen felt a mix of joy and sorrow at having her back, smiling like a fool.
"I'm fine!" Liu Qingxi gently reassured him; she could sense the boy's panic.
Yes, the always calm boy was so flustered now, the sound of his heart racing gradually changed.
Only Liu Qingxi was drenched in cold sweat; she was scared too. Her hand hidden in her sleeve trembled and felt numb, completely devoid of sensation.
At this moment, their youthful hearts drew closer together.
Yang Yichen's empty heart finally found its home, and that home was her.
For a full two incense sticks' worth of time, Yang Yichen was unwilling to let her go. Only by holding the girl in his arms could he truly feel her presence.
"Come here, take these two away."
Liu Qingxi exclaimed, "There are still two more. I tricked them into going to Refreshing Summer to get silver."
"Mm!" Yang Yichen pressed his chin tightly against Liu Qingxi's head, the fluffy sensation making his heart itch, like feathers lightly brushing against him.
"Wait a moment, take everyone away later."
He would never let anyone who dared to harm his woman go unpunished.
At this moment, Yang Yichen was completely unaware that deep down, he had already labeled Liu Qingxi as his own, revealing his domineering nature.
Cheerfully humming a tune, the two men heading to Refreshing Summer were unable to contain their excitement as they clutched the silver notes.
Little did they know that as they left, Li, the Innkeeper, had already sent word to Yang Yichen and dispatched two attendants to quietly follow them.
What they were even less aware of was that in just a short time, their hideout had already been raided.
Pushing open the creaking door, they found two figures on the ground, soft as mud.
Looking up...
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