The Master and His Wealthy Fiancée

Murong Qing frowned slightly. "Say something! Are you going to agree or not?"

Li Huiran's gaze turned cold. "There's no need. From now on, he's all yours. Don't involve me." Her voice was filled with ice.

Murong Qing was stunned for a moment, then a trace of contempt appeared in her eyes as she looked at Li Huiran. "You're being difficult. You promised you'd do anything you could!"

A pang of pain shot through Li Huiran's heart, a heart she thought could no longer feel anything. "Isn't it enough for the two of you to be together? Why do you have to drag me into this?" With that, she turned to go back into the hotel.

In a flash, Murong Qing appeared in front of her. "What are you so angry about? It's just a matter of who married him first! If you don't like that idea, I'll just change my request!"

Li Huiran didn't want to get tangled up in this. If possible, she wanted to repay the favor she owed Murong Qing as quickly as possible. So, she said calmly, "What is it?"

Murong Qing pouted. "Just let me marry into the family. You can still be the primary wife. You'll be the 'older sister,' and I'll be the 'younger sister'! That should be acceptable, right?"

Li Huiran felt like she was going insane. 'How can someone like this exist? Is she here just to humiliate me?' She and Chen Dong were supposedly in love, so why did Murong Qing have to drag her into this?! Li Huiran shouted coldly, "You're a lunatic! You're completely unreasonable!" After roaring, she bypassed Murong Qing and walked back to the hotel.

Murong Qing stood there, looking utterly wronged, tears welling in her eyes. In a flash, she appeared in a nearby alley. With a loud RUMBLE, she kicked a hole straight through the alley wall.

"Chen Dong, what kind of primary wife did you find?! This Young Miss begged her, and she still won't let me marry in. It seems I can't even be a concubine now. I'll just have to be your lover!" Murong Qing muttered to herself.

Back in the hotel, Li Huiran stood motionless for a long time, no longer paying any mind to the disgusting corpses at her feet. She couldn't understand how Murong Qing could be this kind of person. She and Chen Dong were only in a fake marriage, yet Murong Qing was relentlessly persistent, even willing to be a junior wife. Was Chen Dong really that great? What made Murong Qing so infatuated? The more she thought, the more confused she became.

In truth, this misunderstanding wasn't entirely Murong Qing's fault. In her eyes, Li Huiran had married Chen Dong first, which made her the legitimate main wife. As someone who came later, she could only be a concubine. Moreover, in the Martial Arts Families, it was completely normal for a man to have one wife and multiple concubines. Having grown up in a Martial Arts Family, she naturally thought this was how things should be.

By the door of Room 101, Xiaoye, a large white bow perched on his head, coughed twice and woke up. The sound also snapped Li Huiran out of her thoughts.

Li Huiran quickly rushed over and asked softly, "Are you okay?"

Xiaoye shook his head, touching the makeshift bandage torn from a bedsheet. Assuming the handiwork on his head was Li Huiran's, he smiled blissfully. "I'm fine. It'll take more than this to kill me!"

Nearby, Xuan Kexin pointed to the cleaver embedded in Xiaoye's shoulder. "Huiran, I... I don't dare pull that thing out!"

On the other side, Xiaoyu also waved her hands and shook her head frantically.

Li Huiran also felt a surge of fear. The blade looked intimidating and was buried deep. If she pulled it out, the just-awakened Xiaoye might really be done for.

Although Xiaoye didn't know how the thugs had ended up in this state, as long as President Li was safe, he could accept anything. A cleaver in the shoulder was no big deal.

So, he said, "It's nothing, President Li. Once I get you all to the manor, I'll go to the hospital myself!"

Hearing this, Li Huiran's heart filled with guilt. She hurried out of the hotel again and quickly looked around. Seeing Murong Qing kicking at the brick wall in the alley, she breathed a sigh of relief.

After a moment's thought, she called out, "Little Sister, come help your Older Sister with something!"

Murong Qing turned her head, stunned, and pointed at herself with her index finger. "'Little Sister?' Are you talking to me?"

Li Huiran smiled, a little apologetically. "Yes, Little Sister Murong. I'm talking to you."

Joy surged in Murong Qing's heart. 'Could there be hope for my status as a concubine?' In a flash, she was beside Li Huiran, smiling shyly. "Sister, what can I do for you?" As she spoke, she tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear with a delicate hand, looking incredibly obedient.

Seeing this made Li Huiran even more furious internally. 'Damn that Chen Dong. Just what kind of love potion did he feed this girl?'

But since she was the one asking for a favor, she didn't dare let it show. She forced a faint smile. "Little Sister Murong, could I trouble you to pull the knife out of my subordinate's shoulder?"

Upon hearing this, Murong Qing felt a surge of contempt. 'Don't tell me this Li Huiran has feelings for her subordinate! Is she going to cuckold her own husband?'

'I have a duty to help Chen Dong guard his 'hat',' Murong Qing thought. 'If I see any signs of it turning green, I'll take decisive action to maintain the family's honor. But for now, I can't be sure of anything. To secure my position as a concubine, I have to suck up to this woman.'

She immediately put on a sweet smile. "Of course, Sister Huiran!"

They looked like two deeply affectionate sisters, but each held nothing but contempt for the other in her heart.

Supported by Xiaoyu, Xiaoye staggered out of the hotel. He saw a stunningly beautiful woman in a white tracksuit. She struck his chest with her palm, and the three-foot-long cleaver was instantly sent flying. Then, before the blood could even think about gushing, she tapped two points near the wound, and the bleeding stopped completely.

'Since when did President Li have such a powerful friend? How did I not know? It seems I don't know enough about her, and I haven't been paying close enough attention. I'll have to work harder in the future,' Xiaoye thought, mentally berating himself.