King Leng's Excessive Pampering of His Wife: Wasted Little Demon Concubine

Chapter 27
Xu Shishi seemed to have made up her mind, and summoned up her courage to say, "Father, what this young lady said is true. A few years ago, I accidentally found out sister Qianqian's contract of prostitution from my mother's dressing table..."

Xu Shishi has been in love with sister Xu Qianqian since she was a child. Xu Qianqian doesn't mind at all that she is a half-sister, and she will let her have any delicious food and clothes. She has always admired this beautiful sister who is proficient in everything.

After accidentally discovering the deed of prostitution, she was shocked, but she dared not tell the truth because she was afraid of her own mother.In recent years, Xu Shishi has always felt uneasy conscience.

Now is the best chance to tell the truth, and she can finally be freed from guilt!

Han Yujue nodded approvingly to Xu Shishi, it seems that the saying that people should not be judged by appearance is true, Xu Shishi's heart is much better than her mother's!
"White-eyed wolf! You actually betrayed your own mother!" Madam Xu roared hysterically.

Xu Zhe was at a loss, as if he couldn't accept it for a while.After recovering, she was furious, stood up and kicked Mrs. Xu fiercely: "It is in vain that we have loved each other for many years, so you are such a poisonous woman!"

Mrs. Xu vomited a mouthful of blood, Xu Shishi rushed forward and hugged Xu Zhe's leg, crying, "Father! Don't hit me, mother will die!"

Xu Zhe kicked a few more times, panting and sighing: "Forget it, I'll go and bring Qianqian back right away, and make up for the suffering she has suffered all these years."

He didn't know that Xu Qianqian had already committed suicide...

Seeing that Xu Zhe, who was still talking about government affairs with Murong Che in high spirits, seemed to have grown old in just a few minutes, Han Yujue didn't know how to speak.

"Haha...haha..." The disheveled Mrs. Xu suddenly laughed sinisterly.

"Bring it back? Let me tell you, your good daughter with that bitch has hanged herself a long time ago! Go and pick up her ashes, hahaha!"

Xu Zhe opened his mouth wide and couldn't speak, and fell to the ground in a slump, tears streaming down his face.

"Sister Qianqian, she..." Xu Shishi also cried bitterly. "If I had said it sooner..."

Han Yujue sighed, comforted Xu Shishi and said, "It's none of your business. After she was sold into a brothel, she would rather die than follow her. She went there within a few days."

Xu Shishi cried even louder.

Looking at the grief-stricken Xu Zhe, Han Yujue asked Murong Che with some unease: "Is this right? Is it better to let him continue to think that his daughter is still living happily somewhere..."

Murong Che said indifferently: "You are right. No matter how cruel the truth is, if you hide the truth because you are afraid of hurting others, it will be even more unfair to the wronged person."

"The general is right..." Xu Zhe spoke slowly. "May I ask Miss Yujue, where is my beloved daughter buried... Whether it's alive or dead, I will bring her back."

"This... I don't know. But I can ask for you."

Xu Zhe was silent for a moment, and said: "May I ask, how did Miss Yujue know about this? Could it be that she knew Yan Qingyun?"

If it wasn't for Yan Qingyun, Xu Qianqian would still be a noble daughter of Shangshu now!If Xu Zhe can find Yan Qingyun, he must make him kowtow ten thousand times in front of his daughter's grave!
Han Yujue shook his head: "I don't know Yan Qingyun. Actually... I am a psychic, and Miss Qianqian's ghost told me all these things."

Although she only practiced the method of breathing out luck in the first few pages of Nangong Xinjue because of her laziness, she should be able to call herself a psychic.

Xu Zhe was stunned for a while, then said excitedly: "So Miss Yujue is a psychic! That's great, that's great! I wonder if we can meet father and daughter?"

Han Yujue pretended to be embarrassed: "It's not good, Miss Qianqian has a lot of grievances, so she can't show herself in front of ordinary people."

Half of it is a lie, but half of it is the truth.She couldn't summon ghosts like other psychics. To be honest, even if she could, she didn't want to see those things... Besides, Xu Qianqian was indeed too resentful to meet ordinary people.

"Resentment..." Xu Zhe murmured. "Yeah, how can she not complain!"

Thinking of his daughter's tragic death, he kicked Mrs. Xu again.

"I am very grateful to Miss Yujue for everything she has done for Qianqian, and I will trouble Miss Yujue to ask Qianqian where her bones are."

Xu Zhe bowed deeply to Han Yujue.

After leaving Shangshu Mansion, Murong Che took Han Yujue to Feihong Restaurant to have a big meal, and then went to the bookstore for a stroll.

"So there are comics here too, hehe." Han Yujue was content with holding a stack of comic books.

"Where are you going next? I will continue to accompany you."

Murong Che and Han Yujue walked on the street together, 100% turning heads.

Han Yujue looked at the sky, and put all the books into Murong Che's arms: "Go back first, I'll go to other places."

"You really don't need me to accompany you?" Murong Che held the book in one hand, and stretched out the other hand to smooth Han Yujue's hair.

The women on the street all cast jealous eyes on Han Yujue.

Han Yujue stuck out his tongue: "No need, if you don't go back, Ling Chuyan will beat my villain behind my back and curse me someday."

"He dares." Murong Che chuckled.

"He must have hated me long ago~" Han Yujue ran a few steps, then turned back and smiled at Murong Che. "If you are free, help me bring the book back to the house, and stop fighting with Shen Xiao!"

Murong Che was helpless, and said with some concern: "I don't know how Xu Qianqian found you, but remember not to get too involved with people from the ghost world, it's bad for your health."

Han Yujue waved his hand, trotted and disappeared at the end of the street.

As the sky was getting dark, Han Yujue came to the garden wing of Zuihuan Building again.

She touched the white jade bracelet in her hand, and prayed secretly: Great God Mo, your divine weapon must be powerful at critical moments!
Slowly approaching the door, unexpectedly, the door opened automatically after a few steps, and a strong cold wind blew out!

The white light came on, causing Han Yujue to close his eyes, and when he opened them again, Xu Qianqian was already standing in front of him.

"You're here again." Xu Qianqian smiled.

Her face was paler than before, and her nails were still red and long.After being purified by white light last night, Xu Qianqian felt like an ordinary person, but tonight she still exuded a ghostly aura.

Feeling strange, Han Yujue took a few steps back and said, "I went to see your father."

"My father? He thought he didn't have me as a daughter long ago, so what if he finds him now..."

Perhaps it was because of Xu Qianqian's sadness in his heart that the wind suddenly rose.

Han Yujue remained silent, and took out a paper flower. The purple petals were instantly blown away by the bleak wind and danced in the air.

Xu Qianqian was stunned.

"Your father said, this is the paper flower you loved to fold when you were young. He hung this kind of flower on every big tree in Xu's mansion. He only hopes that one day you can go home..."

(End of this chapter)