Lu Chengwen lowered his head and arranged the tea set.
With a dry laugh, he said, "Your Highness, please don't make fun of me. Cheng Wen knows his place and wouldn't dare overstep. It's just that, if you know Martial Uncle's whereabouts, please point me in the right direction. Cheng Wen would be endlessly grateful, and I have another generous gift prepared. This time, I definitely..."
Jiang Xiaohou laughed, covering her mouth. "Something must have happened. My brother is such a proud man, yet he's willing to humiliate himself like this and come knocking at my door. You must have run into a huge problem. Honestly, you're quite troublesome too. Why do all these difficult matters keep falling onto your head? Brother, perhaps you should have your fortune read, get yourself a protective talisman, ward off disasters and avoid misfortune..."
Lu Chengwen sprang to his feet, fists clenched as he stared at the woman who had deceived him and was now flaunting herself before him.
Her words were like a bone-scraping steel blade. Every sentence dripped with mockery; every sentence stabbed him in the heart.
Jiang Xiaohou gently poured Lu Chengwen a cup of tea. "Brother, you have quite the temper. Have some tea."
Lu Chengwen trembled with rage.
Liu Ruyan could no longer stand it. "Jiang Xiaogou, Lu Chengwen has feelings for you. You deceived him so badly—don't you feel even the slightest bit guilty?"
Jiang Xiaohou looked at Liu Ruyan. "What are you? Just a Demon Race demoness. If Lu Chengwen hadn't spent enough money and put on enough of a spectacle, do you think you'd still be able to walk out of the Jiang Family today?"
Liu Ruyan snapped, "At least I wouldn't toy with people the way you do!"
Lu Chengwen stopped Liu Ruyan. He was