Quick Transmigration: The Villain Is Too Pampered and Alluring - Chapter 382

Facts have proven that when his own elder brother truly lost his temper, Xu Yunqian still had the sense to act accordingly. The next day, before eight o’clock, he returned home. When Sheng Nuan went downstairs for breakfast, she saw that the two brothers were already seated at the dining table.

“Eldest Cousin, Second Cousin.”

She smiled in greeting, her manner flawless.

Xu Yunqian looked up instinctively, but when he saw Sheng Nuan, he almost choked on the soup in his spoon.

Was this really the Sheng family’s young miss who, just a few days ago, dressed like some feudal-era old granny?

At that time, she was wrapped up so tightly that only her face was exposed. Her entire being seemed to say two words: feudal remnants. Yet in just a few days, she seemed like a completely different person.

The rose-pink qipao set off her skin as white as snow. Her makeup was exquisite, her features bright and vivid. Her every gesture remained elegant, yet there now seemed to be a certain indescribable charm.

Xu Yunqian stared blankly and secretly warned himself: Don’t look, don’t look! I belong to Linlang. I must remain as chaste as jade for her!

Xu Zhengqing arranged for Xu Yunqian to take Sheng Nuan out for a walk.

“As long as the engagement remains, you have an obligation to look after her. Take her out so Miss Sheng won’t stay cooped up at home alone and have wild thoughts.”

When Xu Zhengqing said this, he cast a cold glance at Sheng Nuan. Sheng Nuan, as if she could not comprehend the cold sarcasm in his words, curved her lips into a smile. “Thank you, Eldest Cousin.”

Xu Zhengqing’s expression was indifferent…

Xu Yunqian could tell his elder brother was in a foul mood. He dared not provoke him further at that moment and reluctantly agreed, simultaneously deciding to give this Miss Sheng a good scare.

Look at the way she dressed—she probably figured out that he liked trendy things and was trying to cater to him. But what’s ingrained in one’s bones is hard to change.

No matter how fashionable she dresses, she cannot change the feudal remnants in her mind.

Because of this, that very evening, Xu Yunqian maliciously took Sheng Nuan to Liujin.

Liujin was a famous money-squandering establishment in Yunzhou. Nine times out of ten famous songstresses in illustrated magazines came from Liujin. It was also the favorite haunt of the powerful and wealthy.

They stepped out of the car before a resplendent, gold and jade-encrusted entrance. Xu Yunqian curled his lips and said to Sheng Nuan, “Let’s go.”

Sheng Nuan still wore that rose-pink qipao, draped in a silver mink shawl on the outside. She looked dignified, exquisite, and dazzlingly beautiful.

A waiter guided them inside. With her arm lightly hooked around Xu Yunqian’s, Sheng Nuan walked in and heard the sweet, lingering sound of a song.

On the stage straight ahead, a songstress was singing. Dancers holding hands performed a vibrant dance. As they kicked their legs, pale flashes of skin flickered blindingly.

Xu Yunqian deliberately glanced at Sheng Nuan’s expression, hoping to see her shy and flustered look. To his disappointment, she watched with great interest.

Xu Yunqian was instantly a bit let down.

He wanted to see how long she could keep up the act…

They found a table in the main hall and sat down. Xu Yunqian ordered a few dim sum and a pot of flower tea. From time to time, people cast their gaze in their direction.

At this moment, the main door opened, and Sheng Nuan saw Xu Zhengqing—wearing a military overcoat and black leather gloves—enter from outside, followed by a group of people. As he walked, it was as if he carried a chill wind with him.

The waiters hastened forward to greet them with nods and bows.

Beside Xu Zhengqing was a merchant in a traditional Tang suit, his face all smiles. Behind them trailed several soldiers with a bandit-like bearing and defiant expressions.

Sensing something, Xu Zhengqing glanced over, meeting Sheng Nuan’s gaze head-on. Her eyes were bright with a hint of a smile, boldly fixed upon him.

His expression instantly turned cold. He swept a glance at Xu Yunqian, who looked sullen and awkward, then followed the person beside him to another table.

“Aiyo, Marshal Xu, we have been eagerly awaiting your arrival. I said this very morning that the magpies on the roof chirped so auspiciously, turns out they were waiting right here for you…”

In name, Liujin’s manager was a man, but the one who really ran the place was Sister Hong. Sister Hong had a plump figure and laughed so hard she shook like a branch of flowers in the wind.

It was a pity that this military warlord, who reigned over Yunzhou and shielded the city, had no interest in women, leaving her with no way to arrange for anything more.

After currying favor, Sister Hong reluctantly left, looking back every few steps. Those around found it amusing but could understand her sentiments.

After all, who wouldn’t want to curry favor with this boss who dominated the Yunmu Three Provinces? It’s just that the don’t have the face to get close recklessly or try to form unwarranted connections.

Xu Yunqian was worried that bringing Sheng Nuan here to watch women twist their hips would earn him a scolding from his elder brother. At this moment, seeing that his brother clearly had other matters to attend to, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Yet before the sigh fully escaped, he froze.

Across the way, a group of young men and women entered. From their attire and demeanor, one could tell they came from wealthy backgrounds. Among them was a young lady dressed in men’s clothes—simple, sharp suspenders and shirt, wearing a beret. Her features were delicate and charming.

She was the one he cherished in his heart, Luo Linlang.

Luo Linlang also saw Xu Yunqian. Then, glancing at Sheng Nuan seated beside him, she raised her brow and showed a look of interest. She winked playfully at Xu Yunqian, her face full of teasing.

Xu Yunqian was both nervous and helpless. He wished he could rush over and explain on the spot… but he was afraid his elder brother would see it.

His brother might not do anything to him, but if it ended up implicating the Luo family, that would be trouble.

Xu Yunqian subconsciously looked toward his elder brother. He saw a woman in a deep blue qipao carrying a tray with a bottle of foreign liquor, sashaying her way toward his brother’s table.

Normally, Xu Zhengqing never spared a glance at any woman. This time, his gaze fell on the woman’s hand holding the wine, then slid up her arm to her face.

The woman’s lips curved softly as she smiled. “Marshal, I have long heard about your reputation. This little woman… ah…”

Before she could finish her sentence, she was slammed onto the ground. Just a moment ago, Xu Yunqian had thought his elder brother had finally been charmed by beauty. But in the very next instant, he saw his elder brother throw that gorgeous beauty to the floor, stepping on her head and aiming a gun at her face.

“Who sent you?”

A shocked hush fell all around. The woman cried out, “Marshal, I’ve been wronged! Spare me! This little woman only admires you…”

Just then, Xu Zhengqing fired his gun.

Without warning, he shot and killed a waiter who had just shown his face. That single shot was like a switch, instantly turning the once red-lit, boisterous pleasure hall into a scene filled with piercing screams.

The songstress and dancers on stage screamed and fled. Around them, more than a dozen people drew their guns and surrounded Xu Zhengqing, firing at him…

Xu Zhengqing flipped a table and dragged the woman in front of him as a shield. The woman had just pulled a gun from under her qipao but was immediately shot through the shoulder by her own people.

At the same time, a group of men dressed in black leather appeared on Liujin’s second floor and opened fire on the assassins surrounding Xu Zhengqing…

In just a few moments, those who attempted to assassinate him lay dead on the ground.

The main hall was in chaos. People crawled under tables or hid behind curtains.

“Linlang, are you alright…”

Hearing that voice, Xu Yunqian’s expression changed drastically. He looked up to see Luo Linlang with a piece of glass stuck in her arm, clearly wounded by stray debris.

“Linlang…”

He could no longer worry about anything else. He rushed over, scooping Luo Linlang into his arms and dashed outside, leaving Sheng Nuan behind on the spot.

“M-Marshal… Are you alright?”

Sister Hong trembled as she emerged under the guards’ protection, nearly crying from fright, “These damned murderers… Who would dare to assassinate you, Marshal? Really, it has nothing to do with our Liujin. Marshal, I beg you to see clearly…”

A few drops of bl00d had splattered on Xu Zhengqing’s cheek. He glanced at Sister Hong and calmly put away his gun. “We won’t know if you’re involved until the investigation is done.”

Sister Hong let out a long breath. “Marshal, rest assured, we would never be so blind as to make trouble for you…”

Xu Zhengqing clearly had no patience to listen to her fawning. He put his gun away, intending to leave. At this moment, a voice rang out.

“Eldest Cousin…”

He paused and turned his head, seeing Sheng Nuan sitting in a corner, her face full of panic as she looked at him. “Second Young Master left with another girl, Eldest Cousin… Don’t leave me here alone.”