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She heard their conversation and rushed in just to help him out of a predicament. The corners of his mouth lifted slightly, revealing a hint of a grateful smile.
A warmth spread through her heart, unconsciously reflecting on her face before quietly fading away. She lowered her head slightly, a flicker of hesitation crossing her eyes.
Seven days. In just seven days, this man would become someone else's husband. He brought her back without a single promise—what did that make her? Her gaze dimmed, a trace of sorrow flickering in her eyes.
But that no longer mattered. She recalled Xia Yinqiu's arrogant face, and an involuntary smirk appeared on her lips, a glimmer of hatred flashing in her eyes.
Perhaps seven days were unnecessary.
She struggled to suppress the resentment that had been building for years, forcing her smile away, yet she couldn't contain the surging emotions within her; her body trembled slightly.
Zhang Yanniann, what you owe me will soon be repaid in full. She clenched her fists tightly, her gaze turning icy.
As she turned to leave, a pair of hands caught her, warmth radiating from the palms. He still had his eyes closed, his brow slightly furrowed as if struggling with something.
"Don't go, Qingling."
Qingling sat in the room, the copper mirror reflecting her beautiful face. She picked up the rouge and powder, her fingers trembling slightly as she tried to cover up her pale complexion, bitterness evident in her eyes.
Outside, people came and went amidst the constant noise. Xia Manor was plastered with red wedding decorations; the glaring color only deepened her discomfort, causing her brows to furrow even tighter.
Every day she saw Xia Yinqiu, and each time she had to force a smile onto her face.
Watching Xia Yinqiu flaunt Zhang Yanniann in front of her, her lips trembled slightly, and her heart felt as if it were being pierced by countless needles.
The moment she saw Xia Yinqiu's provocative gaze, she was engulfed in a torment akin to being pricked by needles, her hands unconsciously clenched tight, her nails nearly digging into her palms.
She hated Xia Yinqiu, hated the nightmares that plagued her nights filled with visions of Xia Yinqiu's arrogant eyes. In those dreams, they appeared fierce and proud, prompting her to reach out as if to tear apart the illusion, her eyes brimming with hatred.
The people of the Xia Family all believed she had returned to compete with Xia Yinqiu for a man, unaware of the immense hatred concealed beneath her serene facade.
More than a decade ago, the Zhang Family was reported for plotting rebellion. Knowing that investigators had been sent down from above, the Zhang Family deliberately went to propose marriage to the Qingling Family. They must have manipulated something to frame Qingling's parents for an indisputable crime.
At that time, Zhang Yanniann had already secretly pledged himself to her; it seemed nothing more than a ruse for framing. Over the years, he had thrived within the Xia Family, and those sweet nothings must have been whispered to Xia Yinqiu countless times!
As this thought crossed her mind, a flicker of anger flashed in her eyes, her teeth grinding together audibly.
A burst of fireworks lit up outside; she stiffened and swiftly pushed open the door, moving with grace and speed.
Avoiding the crowd carefully and quietly, she made her way to the back door of Xia Manor, her gaze alert as she scanned the surroundings. Today’s grand banquet was filled with unfamiliar faces; he had chosen this moment deliberately for their meeting.
“Do you really have a plan?” Half-hidden in the shade of a tree, only his arm illuminated by the setting sun was visible—Lin Yuanqi. His voice was low and urgent.
“Just give me a little more time,” Qingling replied, vigilantly glancing around as her eyes swept like searchlights over the area, her body tense.
“Time? I’ve given you plenty of time already. You’re not developing feelings for him, are you? Have you forgotten who caused your family’s demise?” Lin Yuanqi said, his brow furrowed with dissatisfaction. “Zhang Yanniann is unyielding; those in Yunnan have already been instructed to take action.”
Qingling gritted her teeth, her lips marked from the pressure. "Enough! Just give me a few more days, and I will definitely make him..."
"Who is over there? Why aren't you getting back to work?"
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