Chapter 17: The woman who was like a lonely orchid in a deserted valley

  "Are you laughing at me, or are you laughing at what you call that young master?"

  "Qian Lian Xia replied in a cold voice, 'You, the young master, are using me so unscrupulously. Could it be that you actually like me? Should I feel especially honored then?'"

  The cold night light softly interwove on the girl's lovely face, that pure and natural spirit and the mocking smile that didn't match with it appeared simultaneously on her pale complexion, which could stir up the deepest and most painful corner of one's heart.

  Hao Lian's thin blade approached her again, only a fraction of an inch away from her skin, his eyes filled with indignation and suppressed anger, "You dare to slander the young master!"

  Qian Lian Xia looked at him with a sarcastic smile, her red lips slightly raised. "You're really a loyal subordinate, aren't you? Ye Song is black, and you think he's white too?"

  Hao Lian's expressionless face had turned iron-green, clearly enraged by her words, a flash of murderous intent flickered in his eyes, Hao Lian's thin lips curled up with bloodlust, "Sorry, you have to die!"

  A thin blade lightly flipped, was about to swiftly slash her throat, while Qian Lian Xia's palm had already clenched into a fist, embracing a desperate mood, just about to smash onto Hao Lian Yu's abdomen.

  In the blink of an eye, a thin flying blade came from afar and shot away the knife that Hao Lianyue was about to slash at Qian Lixia's neck.

  "Clang!" Two thin blades reflected a bleak light on the ground, and Hao Lianmeng looked at them in shock, gazing at where they came from.

  Qian Lian Xia subconsciously touched her own neck, and a bit of cold sweat appeared on the tip of her nose. Fortunately, her neck was still intact.

  "A figure in black," a woman's silhouette hurriedly walked over from the end of the alley, Hao Lianyue had already cried out in surprise, Qian Lixia's hand which was stroking her neck paused, and she also looked towards the source of the footsteps in extreme astonishment.

  Unexpectedly, it was that woman who saved her.

  Before he arrived, her voice came first. In the darkness, the woman's face became clearer and clearer, with a tone of blame and a hint of anger that was hard to detect. "Meng, didn't we agree on that day? How could you still think of killing her?" The woman's face gradually emerged under the dim orange light of the street lamp, like a lonely orchid in a desolate valley, with an air of mystery and elegance that made her beauty stand out uniquely.

  Hao Lianyu's dark eyes became even more somber, "Tell Painting, no matter what happens today, I must kill her!"

  Hao Lian'gu's tone was firm and left no room for doubt. "Since you also want the best for Young Master, then she cannot stay in this world."

  "Mo, I know your loyalty to the young master, but killing her won't bring us any benefits either,"

  He glanced at Qian Lixia and carefully analyzed the situation for him, "Do you know that she is the daughter of the CEO of the Qian Group? If she dies, who will take responsibility? You or Young Master?"

  The painting's gaze swept over Qian Lixia once again, seeing that she was unharmed, and his heart also calmed down a lot.

  This guy is so stubborn, once he decides on something, no matter how hard you try to persuade him, he won't budge.

  Hao Lianyu heard and turned his head to look at Qianlian Xia, his expression already somewhat shaken.

  "And besides, she's about to get engaged to Mr. Sito of the Sito family, the first noble family in England, you should know that."

  Hao Lianyu's expression finally wavered, especially after hearing the news that Qian Lixia was getting engaged. His tone suddenly turned somewhat sour, "Since Master knew her all along, why did he...?"

  "Mo, this is none of our business!" Jin Hua gave him a stern look to stop the words that were about to come out. "You think carefully, whether she should be killed or not."

  The orange streetlight cast a warm glow over the small alley, where a woman in black clothes and a man also dressed in black stood facing each other for a long time. The man finally gave Chihiro a warning glance before quickly leaving the scene.

  He let out a long sigh and walked away with big strides.

  "Thank you," said Senaka Koyuzu's voice firmly from behind.

  Benhua didn't look back, her voice as calm and clear as water, "No need to thank me, I'm doing this for the young master, not for you." She lifted her foot again and walked away without hesitation.

  "No matter what, thank you for saving me," said Senri Kurenai with a sweet tone in her clear voice. "I will always remember the woman who drank and shared stories with me at the bar, that woman's name is Ukifune."

  Huo Ran suddenly turned his head, his big eyes staring at Qian Lian Xia's smile, which was as gentle as a willow in the summer breeze. "Qian Lian Xia, I only hope you'll treat Young Master well, he's really pitiful. If you've already decided to get engaged to that Mr. Situ, then please, from now on, try your best to stay out of Young Master's sight."

  "Also, no matter what the young master has done to you or what he has done to you, please forgive him. He has an unbearable secret in his heart. If you knew how he spent his life for twenty years," Xīn Huà's voice suddenly stopped, as if she realized that she had said too much, and her footsteps hurriedly went out of the alley.

  Qian Lian Xia's unsolved frown, why does this painting always help Ye Sheng Ge speak well, and what does her last sentence mean? How did Ye Sheng Ge live her life? Does she mean to say that he has had what kind of experience?

  Another sleepless night, Qian Lixia didn't return to Si Tu Shangxuan's home in the end, but instead returned to her own home. He was too good to her and it would make her fearful.

  The consequence of a sleepless night was that when she got up early, her eyes were swollen like a giant panda's. As a result, the woman who appeared in the rearview mirror now had eyeballs that looked like they were intentionally painted on like some kind of joke.

  After several days of gloom, the sunshine once again bathed the world, and Qian Lian Xia sat in the window seat of a private car, with the glass half open, and the warm sunlight lazily shining in, occasionally accompanied by a gentle breeze.

  She narrowed her eyes to look at the documents in her hand, and couldn't help but sigh that her old man's memory was getting worse and worse. This time, he had actually left a copy of the file at home when he went to work. Fortunately, her mother had seen it and asked her to rush over with it. Otherwise, that old man would have been embarrassed. A malicious thought flashed through Qian Lian Xia's mind - how funny would it be if her father was embarrassed?

  Went to the company to deliver documents, Qian Lian Xia sent away the driver and took a taxi alone to Xing Dian Entertainment, which is under the Qian's industry.

  She remembered that actress Angela, who had once claimed to be her father's mistress, was here too. She didn't know if her dad had kicked her out of Stardust yet. She was the one who came to inspect on behalf of her mother after all. By the way, this was still her first time coming here?

  As soon as they heard she was the daughter of their superior, General Qian, they immediately released her and allowed her to successfully enter the upper echelons of Stardust.

  Chiren Natsu curiously walked past room after room, some of which were recording studios and practice rooms. The so-called star singers' bare faces, exposed through the transparent walls, gave Chiren Natsu a truly unvarnished view.

  A chill ran through her heart, and at this moment she heard a song that was as deceitful as Meng Jiangnu's crying over the Great Wall.

  Her face turned black, and Qian Lixia helplessly wiped the sweat beads on her forehead, muttering to herself, "This quality must be improved, this old dad's company is really too poor."

  As she walked to the center of a rest room, an elderly woman's voice, intentionally lowered in urgency, successfully stopped Koiyumi's footsteps. "Roliya, tell me, who is the father of the child?"

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