Shuiyunjian.
It's been twenty minutes since Jiang Feng left.
Murong Qian finished her shower, wearing a light blue silk nightgown, sitting on the sofa with her bare white feet, crossing her long white legs, and drying her hair.
By this time, she had sobered up from the alcohol and felt a bit regretful and embarrassed recalling all her moments of losing composure in front of Jiang Feng tonight.
"Miss, have a cup of ginseng tea." Uncle Fu came over and handed a cup of hot ginseng tea to Murong Qian.
Murong Qian took the ginseng tea, took a sip, and asked Uncle Fu, "Uncle Fu, have you met him?"
"Yes, thirteen years have passed, and Young Master Xiao Feng is indeed still alive. Time flies, he is now such a handsome young man." Uncle Fu sat down opposite Murong Qian, sighing bitterly.
"Uncle Fu, not only has his appearance changed, but many other things have changed too."
"What do you mean?" Uncle Fu asked in confusion.
"You must have heard of that young man who recently rose to fame in South City, right?" Murong Qian sighed softly and began to calmly tell Uncle Fu everything about Jiang Feng.
She recounted all the fascinating events of her reunion with Jiang Feng and everything she learned about Jiang Feng from Bai Zhiqing.
After all, Uncle Fu wasn't an outsider, and Murong Qian trusted him to keep Jiang Feng's secrets.
Uncle Fu was astonished after hearing it all!
"Things have changed, indeed. What has Young Master Xiao Feng gone through these thirteen years? If it weren't for you telling me, Miss, I wouldn't dare to imagine it."
"I also want to know, but he hasn't told me, always being vague. But I guess he must have suffered a lot over the years..." Murong Qian said in distress.
Uncle Fu observed Murong Qian's expression and asked, "Miss, what do you think? You've waited for him for a full thirteen years, yet now he has become the son-in-law of a third-rate family. No wonder we never got any news about him..."
"What can I think? A top-notch young master once standing atop China's pyramid now willing to hide his identity and join the Nangong Family, deeply guarding his beloved wife, what else can I do?" Murong Qian smiled bitterly.
"Miss, is this truly how you feel?"
Uncle Fu's eyes seemed to see through Murong Qian's heart as he said bitterly, "Back then, even when faced with that flourishing charm in the Capital City, you didn't back down. Now, are you willing to give up?"
"But he now has an engagement."
"But he's not married yet."
"But he is deeply in love with Nangong Qingcheng."
"But he hasn't forgotten his old feelings for you either."
Murong Qian looked up at Uncle Fu, whose words seemed to carry deeper meanings.
Uncle Fu sighed, "Miss, I do not intend to incite you to destroy others' relationships. In fact, I also hate being a third party in others' relationships, but I understand best how you have spent these thirteen years! I just feel that your devotion over these thirteen years is not worth it. In love, there's no right or wrong. Whether you're willing to give up, you need to think it through."
"Uncle Fu, you understand me. Actually, I feel very uncomfortable tonight. Why must fate treat me this way?" Murong Qian smiled bitterly, "On the way back, I was even hoping, even if in this life I can't become his partner, I'm willing to just be his confidante."
"Miss, that would be too unfair to you!" Uncle Fu was moved. He merely spoke Murong Qian's true thoughts to help her untie her heart's knots, not expecting that Murong Qian had entertained such an astonishing idea!
"If that day ever comes, and the news reaches the Capital City, the Old Master and Madam would not agree, and I wouldn't be able to explain."
"So, I plan to leave everything to time again." Murong Qian said deeply, "From our conversation tonight, I know his heart's knot hasn't untied. One day, this small Binhai won't be able to trap him; he will have to return to the Capital City. I am waiting to see if he can rise again, turn the tables, and wash away all the humiliations he suffered back then!"
"A talent like gold, not meant to be contained; once encountering the wind and rain, it turns into a dragon. What if he succeeds?" Uncle Fu asked.
"If he indeed succeeds, then he will surely become one of those standing at the pinnacle of China's pyramid." Murong Qian took another sip of ginseng tea, her expression filled with anticipation and longing, "At that time, what reason will I have to adhere to my reserve?"
Uncle Fu was taken aback, "Miss, you mean to say?"
"If he becomes an emperor, I am willing to be his concubine." Murong Qian's tone was ethereal, but her gaze was incredibly determined.
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No. 9 Purple Gold Garden Residence.
"Wha... what? You actually failed?" Shi Guanlin stood in front of a landline, holding the phone, full of disbelief.
"The target is even stronger than imagined! We've already sent out some of the more elite personnel within the alliance, yet still couldn't assassinate them!"
On the other end of the phone, a mature, charming female voice carried a hint of apology and helplessness: "In consideration of Mr. Qiu's favor, we are willing to take action once more, sending more experienced personnel, but at the moment, they each have their tasks, so we need to delay for a few days."
"More experienced personnel, are you confident?" Shi Guanlin was concerned about this point. He finally realized that the setbacks suffered by Mr. Scar and the Han Family at Jiang Feng's hands were not accidental, even the Evil Moon organization, a second-tier assassin alliance, returned in defeat!
This filled him with deep fear and unease!
"We cannot guarantee because the target's real strength is still uncertain." the female voice said.
"Useless!" Shi Guanlin couldn't help but curse, "You couldn't do it the first time, and still have no confidence the second time; can I still trust you? Damn it, women truly are unreliable in getting things done, you've alerted the target!"
After venting his anger, Shi Guanlin directly hung up the phone!
Still burning with rage, Shi Lang, who was standing beside him, was even more anxious: "Dad, what's wrong? Did the assassin fail?"
"That Jiang has some skills; now we're on the defensive!" Shi Guanlin gritted his teeth and said.
He was deeply regretting now, for not standing his ground, for taking action against Jiang Feng due to the impulses of the lower body and this unfilial son!
"Quick, gather all the bodyguards of the group, surround the manor in layers, not letting even a single fly get in, to ensure that Jiang won't come here for revenge!" Shi Guanlin's face was livid as he instructed his son.
Shi Lang's heart sank; is it really that exaggerated? But Shi Guanlin's attitude as if facing a great enemy also made him tense, and he immediately took out his phone to call the head of the bodyguards at the Shi Group, asking him to bring people right away for protection!
Actually, the father and son duo didn't need to be this tense. While Jiang Feng guessed they hired the assassin, he had no evidence. If they refused to admit it, Jiang Feng wouldn't just recklessly kill without reason!
However, as it's said, a thief's heart is uneasy; they were unaware of everything that happened before, so with Shangguan Wan'er potentially having betrayed them, they were in a state of alarm!
"Jiang, it would be best if you don't come. Should you come, I'll make sure you never return!" With his son finally assembling the protection, Shi Guanlin finally sighed in relief, his gaze fierce yet cowardly!