bookrandom Chapter 164 Birthday Ceremony
Chapter 164 Birthday Ceremony
Ma Hongmao is incredibly audacious; that's a business worth millions of taels of silver.
They made the decision without even consulting her.
Rong had just reached the main gate of the Marquis's residence.
A servant boy came out from the direction of Biyun Courtyard.
Needless to say, this person must be Wu Weiwei's person.
It's really outrageous.
Even before they were punished, these concubines of the marquis would obediently stay in the backyard every day.
But if it were Wu Weiwei and He Yuyan, they would be free and unrestrained every day.
They live even more freely than birds.
This truly brought tears to her eyes.
She, a refined young lady from a merchant family, was actually inferior to a lowly maid.
Rong glared at him fiercely.
Feeling inexplicably glared at, Cui Hai felt that today was a bit unlucky.
However, Rong's vicious gaze did not cause him any loss.
Cui Hai lagged behind and decided to let her go first.
His concession led Rong to believe that Wu Weiwei's subordinate was afraid of her.
Rong arrogantly approached him.
"Keep your head up."
Cui Haimei paused for a moment, her brows furrowing slightly.
"What, do I have to say it a second time?"
Although she knew she shouldn't cause trouble at this time, during the dozens of days and nights she was confined to her home...
Her eldest daughter is imprisoned in a nunnery, and her brother-in-law is now facing imprisonment.
Her two children were sent to Liu's house and suffered all kinds of grievances because of Wu Weiwei.
She thought of how her enemy, who had harmed her, was living a carefree life in the Marquis's mansion and doing business happily and carefree outside.
The Rong family was unwilling to accept this.
Why?
However, they were both destined to be concubines, and Wu Weiwei's background was far inferior to hers.
Yet she is able to live so freely.
Even if you harm someone, it's okay.
Since neither the matriarch nor the heir apparent will punish her, I will take her away on behalf of Heaven.
Hearing Rong's cold and stern voice, Cui Hai had no choice but to raise his head.
Although he did not belong to the Marquis's mansion, he was an employee of the employer.
Both morally and logically, we should give the Rong family face.
Looking at the handsome young man before her, Rong sneered inwardly.
"You're not bad looking. How much does the Wu family pay you a month?"
Seeing that he remained silent, Rong spat in his face.
"You filthy, lowly sluts, only someone like Madam Wu would enjoy being served by you lowly people..."
As he watched her waddle out the door, Cui Hai clenched his fists tightly inside his sleeves.
Rong family, while you still can, go all out!
I'm afraid your good days are numbered.
A villa on the outskirts of Beijing.
Two figures, a man and a woman, longing for rain after a drought, were locked in a passionate battle on the bed, drenched in sweat.
A short while later, the portly middle-aged man climbed off the woman, panting heavily.
"Baby, let me rest, let me rest..."
Rong's eyes, which had just been alluring, immediately changed.
A rare sweet reunion, but the man unexpectedly spoiled the mood.
Her arousal suddenly subsided, and she suddenly felt utterly bored.
"Brother Mao, what was the meaning of the letter you sent yesterday?"
What kind of business requires such a large sum of money to work overtime?
Rong looked at him with sharp eyes.
Could it be that he's having an affair?
Ma Hongmao's achievements today are largely due to his own efforts.
If it weren't for her support and financial assistance, he would probably still be a peasant in his rural hometown.
Upon seeing Rong's expression, Ma Hongmao immediately understood her meaning.
"Baby, what are you thinking about?"
I, Ma Hongmao, swear that you have always been the only one in my heart.
If anything I've said today is even slightly false, may I be struck by lightning and may my sons be born without an anus...
"You bastard, who told you to make such a vow..."
Rong threw a cushion from the bedside table at him, and Ma Hongmao staggered and fell onto the bed.
"Oh dear, darling, are you trying to murder your husband?!"
"Brother Mao, are you alright?"
Concerned, Rong went to check.
He then grabbed her and hugged her tightly.
“I knew you still cared about me, baby…”
"You damned devil!"
Rong hugged him, her rounded body pressing against him.
Ma Hongmao, who had just been unable to continue, quickly regained his erection after this round of rubbing and kneading.
He embraced Rong Shi and they both rolled onto the bed.
The two of them swayed and fussed around for nearly half an hour.
He saw that Rong was drunk and her eyes were blurry.
Taking advantage of the situation, Ma Hongmao said seductively, "Baby, let me tell you, the letter I wrote yesterday was..."
Hearing Ma Hongmao's words, Rong Shi immediately softened.
She decided to work hard for their bright future.
What Rong didn't know was that from the moment she entered the inn in a panic until she left with a smile in her eyes...
They were all seen by someone in the teahouse across the street.
Leng Qingqiu looked at the middle-aged man in front of her with his brows furrowed.
"My lord, are you alright?"
Lu Chengping only looked away when the voluptuous young woman was out of sight.
His voice was cold as he said, "I'm fine."
Rong Shi has a lot of nerve; she actually dared to come out even while under house arrest.
And why did she come to the inn alone?
Could it be that she's having an appointment with some random man?
no, I can not.
Rong once said that she was willing to become his concubine in order to be with him.
He should believe her.
After calming down, Lu Chengping turned his head.
He looked at the woman in front of him.
"By the way, Qingqiu, what were you trying to say to me just now?"
Leng Qingqiu was a top-tier embroiderer in a Beijing embroidery workshop.
Not only is she incredibly beautiful, but she is also as aloof and proud as her name suggests.
The two had known each other for some time, but Leng Qingqiu still refused to give herself to him.
Seeing the Marquis's deep affection for her, Leng Qingqiu sneered inwardly.
Men, none of them are immune to lust.
The more unattainable something is, the more one desires it.
I've been planning this for so long, but now is not the time to close the net.
"My lord, you look haggard. Have you not been sleeping well these past few days?"
Hearing the woman's concern for him, the Marquis excitedly took her hand.
"Qingqiu, why don't I take you into the Marquis's mansion?"
If you were by my side, I would definitely be able to eat and sleep well.
Once you're in the Marquis's mansion, you won't have to stoop to that tiny embroidery shop and work so hard to support yourself..."
He said this several times, but Leng Qingqiu never agreed to it.
as predicted.
Upon hearing this, she frowned.
A cool, indifferent voice said calmly:
"My lord, Qingqiu once said that I do not want to rely on men."
If you truly care about me, please don't make this request again...
The Marquis looked at her with a fascinated smile in his eyes.
That's what he admires most about her.
She was never blinded by wealth, which was precisely what captivated him about her.
Jiangnan Villa.
Lu Hanting placed the Baoji Pills that Rong Sheng had given him into a sandalwood box.
"Liuyun, order someone to send it back to the capital at top speed."
Remember, it must be delivered the day after tomorrow.
Wei'er will surely be very happy to receive a gift from him on her birthday.