Han Caicai returned to his study where he conducted his business, only to find that it was completely empty, aside from the lit candles, the surroundings were desolate and cold.
How could this look like something urgent he needed to handle?
A flash of light gleamed in Han Caicai’s narrow eyes, and he immediately sensed something was amiss!
He had been negligent! He initially thought that there wouldn’t be any mishaps on his own turf. But now, it was evident that someone had schemed to lure him out, and if their target wasn’t him, then it was Mu Qingge!
At the thought of Mu Qingge’s safety, his heart raced.
Han Caicai didn’t have time to find out who had orchestrated all this in secret; his only thought was to return quickly.
Yet, just as he stepped across the threshold, the path ahead was blocked.
"Yiren?" Seeing the face of the person blocking the way, Han Caicai frowned.
"Second Brother, where are you hurrying off to?" Han Yiren stood at the door, preventing him from leaving.
This made Han Caicai’s expression turn cold as he sternly said, "Move aside."
"Tell me what you are up to and naturally I will step aside," Han Yiren insisted.
Han Caicai’s brows furrowed even tighter as he looked at Han Yiren and asked, "Why have you come here so late? If there’s nothing urgent, leave immediately and return to your courtyard."
"I’ve come naturally because I have business with you," Han Yiren said with a smile.
Han Caicai said impatiently, "If it’s business, we will discuss it tomorrow."
With that, he tried to maneuver around Han Yiren to leave. However, just as he moved, Han Yiren once again blocked his path, arms spread wide, sealing off the doorway. "Second Brother, my matter can’t wait, you’d better listen to me first, then go about your business."
...
Footsteps echoed along the corridor leading to the wine cellar.
Mu Qingge slightly tilted her head, her ear twitched, discerning the lightness in the steps. ’This person isn’t Han Caicai, nor the maid from earlier.’
Concluding her thoughts, Mu Qingge’s gaze fell once more upon the wine bowl in front of her.
The bowl contained freshly delivered wine, yet she hadn’t drunk a single sip.
At that moment, the owner of the footsteps entered the wine cellar, and as Mu Qingge looked up, she saw a tall, slender man. This man bore some resemblance to Han Caicai, but lacked his seductive charm.
Moreover, his eyes radiated a lascivious gleam, his brows carried a hint of blue, enveloped in a decadent aura.
"Beauty, I’m here!" Han Huohuo exclaimed as he entered, and upon seeing Mu Qingge, he involuntarily gasped, his eyes erupting with a glint of admiration.
This flirtatious remark caused Mu Qingge’s gaze to turn cold.
This unknown fellow dared to flirt with her?
Truly foolish!
Unaware of the coldness in Mu Qingge’s eyes, Han Huohuo was only stunned by her appearance. Observing closely at such proximity, he found her increasingly enchanting and alluring.
The more alluring she was, the itchier his heart became, wishing to embrace the beauty before him, to ravishly listen to her entrancing moans under him.
Han Huohuo’s mind was filled with disgusting, filthy images, his heart ablaze. Unable to resist, he lunged at Mu Qingge——
Bam!
Mu Qingge waved her hand, a trace of disgust in her eyes.
Han Huohuo’s body seemed to collide with an invisible wall, sending him flying back and crashing hard onto the ground. The impact instantly sobered him, and only then did he notice the bowl of wine before Mu Qingge.
"You didn’t drink!" Han Huohuo blurted out.
He had timed his entrance, assuming Mu Qingge had consumed his specially concocted wine and would be muddled. Yet, she hadn’t drunk it at all.
Mu Qingge slowly stood, her demeanor cold and austere, looking down at him and said, "So, the spiked wine was delivered by you."
Han Huohuo’s expression changed drastically, "You... how could you know..." How did she know there was something added to the wine?
"How do I know?" Mu Qingge murmured, her lips curled into a playful, chilling smile.
...
"Han Yiren, if you have something to say, hurry up." Han Caicai was blocked at the door by Han Yiren, his patience reaching its limit.
Though he knew few could harm Mu Qingge with her skills, he was still extremely worried. The person before him, if not Han Yiren, would long have met death by his hand.
"Isn’t it about you and Qinglian? The Ruan Family has already urged several times, and Father seems to have made up his mind." Han Yiren spoke.
"Just for this?" Han Caicai’s brows furrowed even deeper.
Han Yiren nodded, "It’s about your lifelong affair, naturally it’s most important. Qinglian is very good, simple and easy to control, with the Ruan Family backing her. Second Brother, I really don’t understand what you’re hesitating for, why you keep refusing."

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