Chapter 118 – The Ancient Yandere’s Doll

The Ancient Yandere’s Doll (18)

Murong Feng’s dead heart came back to life upon hearing these words. His eyes lit up. It seemed his son was serious this time.

It was just his money pouch that had to suffer.

“Sigh!” Murong Feng sighed mournfully as he moved behind his desk, his fingers fumbling behind a small box on the floor.

Staring at the large pouch of gold in his hand, Murong Feng truly couldn’t bear to part with it!

“You… spend it—” Before he could finish, the gold in his hand was snatched away by that dog son.

Murong Jin weighed the pouch of gold in his hand, still finding it a bit lacking. “Old man, I’m off. I’ll come find you again when it’s gone.”

Murong Feng really wanted to beg him not to come back. Every time he did, his treasury would shrink by half!

Murong Jin called two servants to carry the chest of gold to his courtyard. He was about to wave them away when his peripheral vision caught a familiar figure.

“Put it down and leave immediately!” Seeing that Xu Xinghe had already spotted him, Murong Jin called out urgently to the servants behind him.

The two servants were confused, but they obeyed and hurried away with their backs bent.

By then, Xu Xinghe had already walked up to him. She had been waiting for him to come back in the room but then saw him returning from afar.

“Ah Jin, you’re back—huh?” Before she could finish speaking, her wrist was grabbed and she was being pulled into the house.

Murong Jin led her all the way back to their room without saying a word. Once they were inside, he locked the wooden door behind them.

Xu Xinghe could sense his emotions. He was angry and scared.

Murong Jin pressed her down to sit on the edge of the bed.

“Ah Jin, don’t be angry. I just miss you.” Her voice was sweet and clear as she explained.

Xu Xinghe didn’t like it when Murong Jin was angry. Although he always kept it bottled up and never took it out on her, she still wished he could be happy.

Hearing her say she missed him, his heart began pounding wildly again. Her eyes were clear and bright, as if filled with stars.

Whatever anger he had felt just now had long since vanished into thin air. Right now, he just wanted to hold his Xing Xing, his doll.

“Mm. I’ll listen to whatever Xing Xing says.” Murong Jin grabbed Xu Xinghe’s hand and pressed it against his cheek, his voice full of affection, not a trace of his earlier temper remaining.

Xu Xinghe rewarded him by caressing his cheek, thinking to herself about how could a young man’s skin be so smooth and soft? And so pale, almost to the point of looking sickly.

Yet his lips were distractingly red. Now he deliberately parted them, tempting her…

Murong Jin got his wish and kissed those red lips. Now, if he went a single day without kissing Xing Xing, he felt extremely restless, and Xing Xing always indulged him.

Murong Jin was thrilled because he noticed that Xing Xing was exceptionally tolerant of him, as if nothing he did would make her angry.

What if he took Xing Xing somewhere…

…

Zhou Yuran had been washing dishes in the brothel for seven days now. Her once fair and soft hands were now wrinkled and pruned from being soaked in water.

As for why she was here washing dishes, it was all Peony’s doing.

The thought that Peony actually dared to make her wash dishes to pay off the dress made Zhou Yuran tremble with anger.

And yet she couldn’t leave because she had no money to her name, and washing dishes here came with free room and food!

Zhou Yuran was bitter. She clattered the dishes around loudly. Before she knew it, one of them shattered.

Hearing the noise, Madam Hua rushed out. She jabbed her finger at Zhou Yuran’s head and cursed, “You useless thing! Can’t even wash a single dish properly!”

Zhou Yuran had never been treated like this before. In a fit of anger, she smashed the rest of the dishes to the ground. She was a modern woman with great business acumen, why was she washing dishes in ancient times?!

Madam Hua looked at the shattered porcelain on the floor with heartache, then glared at Zhou Yuran. She had never seen such an unruly woman.

Zhou Yuran thought she looked incredibly cool at this moment. The consequence? The seven days of work counted for nothing, all deducted to pay for the broken dishes.

Zhou Yuran was unwilling to accept this. She thought about all the modern business knowledge in her head and then a flash of inspiration struck.