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"I have a round birthmark on my back," at that moment, an anxious voice suddenly came from the doorway. A woman entered, slightly staggering, her expression hurried and her eyes filled with tears. This was Zhu Clan. As soon as she received the news, she rushed over with Zhu Wujie. Upon seeing Qing Luan, tears streamed down her face uncontrollably as she choked out, "Miss, may I see your back?"
Qing Luan felt extremely complicated about Zhu Clan. She knew that Zhu Clan cared for her daughter, but she had never truly protected this daughter—no, all her daughters—so she didn't know how to face this woman who seemed to have regained something precious.
"It really seems like it," a surprised voice came from the side. "Qing Luan, when I helped you change clothes that time, I asked you about it, didn't I?" Everyone was acting so convincingly; it was quite a dilemma!
"I..." Just as Qing Luan was about to continue the conversation, she was interrupted by Zhu Clan's sobs.
" Luan'er, my poor Luan'er," she wailed as she rushed over and tightly embraced Qing Luan, fearing someone would take away her long-lost treasure. "Mother has missed you so much! I searched for you everywhere, but everyone said you were dead, killed by pirates. I didn't believe it and kept sending people to find you... finally, I've brought you back."
Being tightly held by Zhu Clan, Qing Luan felt a bit surprised upon hearing her words but soon felt relieved—yes, Chen Qingluan was her biological daughter; how could she not care or feel pain? She had overthought things.
Zhu Wujie watched this scene with red-rimmed eyes, thinking that at least his sister should find some comfort; otherwise, guilt would torment her to death.
"How dare you, Zhu Clan!" Originally a touching reunion between mother and daughter, the atmosphere turned sharply when a piercing question interrupted the joyful moment. "You have been dismissed by the Chen Family; what face do you have to come here and claim your daughter?" Entering was Huang, dressed in bright red. At this moment, her brows were raised in arrogance as she looked disdainfully at the two embracing each other.
"She is my biological daughter," Zhu Clan refused to back down this time. She boldly faced Huang's accusations and glared fiercely. "No matter what happens, I will absolutely not let you take my child away!" After making one wrong decision that haunted her for so many years, she would not repeat the same mistake again.
"Haha..." Huang laughed at her words without showing any anger; instead, she smiled mockingly. "Zhu Clan, you are no longer the mistress of Chen Residence. Don't put on airs in front of me... Let me tell you, Chen Qingluan is Fourth Miss Chen; no one can change that identity!"
"Enough of this!" Sister Yun interjected with dissatisfaction at that moment. "What do you all think my shop is? With all of you standing here, how am I supposed to run my business? Do you think my Jade Pavilion can handle your nonsense for a day? Get out!" Damn it! Just because the tiger doesn't show its power doesn't mean she's a sick cat!
Hmph! What are all these people doing here? They all think too highly of themselves.
“Boss,” the often overlooked Young Master in White suddenly spoke up gently, “The mother and daughter have already suffered enough. Why not show some kindness and let her go?”
“Young Marquis?” Upon seeing him, Huang immediately asked in surprise, “What are you doing here?”
Marquis Heir? Qing Luan exchanged a quick glance with Sister Yun. Years of understanding allowed them to know exactly what each other was thinking with just a look.
The man referred to as Young Marquis did not use his status to intimidate others; instead, he smiled lightly and said, “I was just passing by. I heard loud noises and cries for help from inside, so I came to take a look. I didn’t expect it to be just a misunderstanding!”
“Who says it’s a misunderstanding?” Sister Yun, seeing him trying to play the good guy, shouted angrily, “Look at this morning! There’s knocking on doors, threats being made, and someone holding a knife! Is this a misunderstanding?” Who the hell calls this a misunderstanding? She dealt with this kind of trouble every day.
“Boss, they were just anxious to find someone, so… why not let it go this time? It’s those servants who don’t understand the situation,” Young Marquis maintained his calm demeanor, showing no signs of agitation as if nothing could provoke his anger.
This Young Marquis is quite strange, Qing Luan thought to herself. Not only does he lack arrogance, but his temper is also so mild that it leaves one speechless. It feels like hitting cotton; it’s exhausting. And his appearance… what a coincidence! What kind of Young Marquis comes here early in the morning without even bringing a single attendant to meddle in others' affairs? Doesn’t he think he’s asking for trouble?
“Young Marquis, today I’ll let this matter slide because of you,” Sister Yun forced a smile that didn’t reach her eyes as she gave him face. Then she turned to Qing Luan and said, “Why did I take in someone like you who causes so much trouble? If I had known you would be such a hassle, I wouldn’t have taken you in. Look at the mess you’ve created; my business is almost ruined because of you. You better get out of here; I can’t handle you, Fourth Miss of the Chen Family.”
“Boss,” Qing Luan watched Sister Yun’s performance with admiration but timidly pleaded, “I don’t want to leave. Please don’t kick me out.”
“Please all go outside; I beg you,” Sister Yun ignored Qing Luan’s pleas and urged, “My Jade Pavilion doesn’t allow men inside. With so many people barging in like this, I won’t be able to conduct my business. So please take your matters outside and don’t ruin my business, okay?”
“Let’s all step outside for now,” Young Marquis finally spoke up after hearing Sister Yun. “This matter can’t be resolved quickly anyway; it would be better for everyone to sit down and discuss…”
With Young Marquis’s words, everyone gradually exited the room. Only Sister Yun remained behind. She glanced at the stream of departing figures and coldly laughed, “This is getting more and more interesting; I wonder who will be left standing at the end!”
After they stepped out, the Zhu Clan tightly held onto Qing Luan, not allowing Huang to come any closer. They entered Ruyi Tower, and although business had not yet begun for the morning, the staff at Ruyi Tower provided attentive service. After leading the guests to a private room, they quietly withdrew.
Once everyone was seated, Zhu Wujie asked about the identity and name of the Young Marquis. He did not hold back and smiled as he replied, "I am the son of the Long-term Marquis, my surname is Qiu, and my given name is Mingqi. Just call me Mingqi!"
There was no pretense or bullying; everything appeared perfect, making one feel a sense of goodwill towards his elegant and gentle demeanor. However, there was one exception—Qing Luan.
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