Chapter 106: I Won't Let You Off

Reborn: Living as a Scheming Beauty in This Life Grace Stained with Beauty 1375 words 2026-03-24 21:26:27

Mu Tingye smiled, his eyes sparkling with a gentle light. He didn’t move immediately, but tenderly tucked the stray hairs from the girl's forehead behind her ear. "Good little one, you’ve been very obedient. Do you want a reward?"

Hmm? A reward? Hadn't he always just held her before? Why suddenly talk about a reward?

What was he scheming?

The girl fell into thought.

"Why aren’t you saying anything? Don’t you want it? Hmm?"

The last "hmm" stretched out low and husky, a faint rasping tone lacing the voice. A shadowy gleam flashed in his captivating eyes, as if he were suppressing something.

"It’s nothing, Uncle Tingye. I’m happy just being held by you, that’s enough..."

Right now, Yi Huan had only one worry: that Miss Jiang was not a character adapted from Yan Nan’s stories. Otherwise, Yi Huan would find herself disliking Li Chun.

As the saying goes: you don’t strike a smiling face when you reach out your hand. Though Cao Xu was wild, he was still a businessman and wouldn’t act beyond what his status allowed.

Though he was useless and earned little, he wasn’t completely indifferent to the village’s gossip.

“You’d better tell me everything you know today, all at once.” The man’s face was dark and menacing.

Yi Huan pulled her hands back sharply, tugging hard. Seeing Liu Xiyue grasp her hand, she frowned and stepped on Liu Xiyue’s foot.

That person looked at her as if the dumpling in her hand might bloom into a flower.

Uncle Wu Yong and others had warned her not to reveal anything, but now Sheng Ling’er was asking. What was she to do?

Yi Huan severed Jiang Lanchu’s arrow and looked at her with eyes full of radiant sunlight, a glimmer quite different from Bai Yuyu’s.

The word “running” had been taught to her by Sheng Ling’er; apparently, running a large circuit around the village was what they called running.

“Even if Lord Hou loses his memory in the future, as long as Old Doctor Zeng is here, we have nothing to fear,” Yuan Hao said.

The De family wasn’t inside the city but several miles outside, at the foot of a mountain, where they had built a manor. From afar, Qiu Xuan saw the De estate, surprised at its vastness; it seemed half the forest at the mountain’s base belonged to the De family.

Just as I didn’t know what to say, the entrance bell saved me. I smiled apologetically at him and entered the examination hall together.

The sedan chair was lifted onto the cliff’s summit but remained still for a long while. Apart from the faint murmur of voices, there was no other sound. Jin Da’s side wasn’t anxious, appearing calm and composed as they waited.

When I woke from my nap, Uncle Hai was already waiting for me. I asked if he had a general plan. He said if we were to give a gift, it should be jewelry—to show sincerity. Very well, then let’s browse the mall first.

After waiting a while, Qiu Xuan still felt uneasy and decided to search personally, radiating a powerful presence.

“Xiangxiang is in your care. If even a strand of hair goes missing, don’t blame me for being unforgiving,” Cao Sen’s voice was flat but his tone stern.

Jing Zhu and Fu Su quickly pushed the door open gently. Behind them, the maids carried lacquered trays with water, towels, and other toiletries, quietly walking along the doorframe.

“How to deal with it? Of course, we take it back and treat it well,” I glanced meaningfully at Tang Ge. Tang Ge opened her mouth as if to say something but stopped upon seeing my expression as cold and unyielding as water.

Just as Liu Ye was about to press harder to persuade Gengzi, an abrupt voice interrupted him.

Jin Da snorted coldly, clearly displeased with Liu Ye’s price hike. However, this was anticipated; the initial price she gave wasn’t her true valuation. Of course, Liu Ye’s demand for a 40% share was excessive. It seemed necessary to give him a lesson.

After several days of interaction, the hungry wolves no longer felt any initial restraint around Wang Jie, for he lacked the usual aloofness of the powerful. Instead, he was remarkably approachable.