Quick Transmigration: Hosts, We're Only Responsible for Counterattacking

Chapter 384 Flowers in Full Bloom and Willows in Green (50)

Although its host and owner treated it poorly, it remained loyal and could not show its resentment.

2345 comforted himself like this for a while, and his mood improved a lot.

Finally, Si Que couldn't bear to look at it any longer and put it down.

It wasn't that I felt sorry for the little thing, but rather that I felt ashamed.

After all, he was the one who brought it over, so he has a responsibility to it.

When Luo Yu woke up, he felt that the whole world had changed.

She had originally planned to go out and inquire, to see if any little slut had gotten away with it yesterday.

However, everyone avoided her like the plague, their eyes filled with contempt.

One or two is one thing, but why does everyone see her that way?
She wanted to complain, but she couldn't find Jing Mu.

He had a whole bunch of things to say to complain, but he couldn't say a single word.

Because she couldn't see anyone at all, and also because she overheard the conversation of several servants.

That means her drugging has been discovered, and now almost everyone here knows.

She immediately panicked.

At this point, she stopped thinking about seduction. The future was far away, and she didn't want to be stuck in this situation for the rest of her life.

She wanted to explain, but she didn't see anyone until she left.

Seeing the disdainful looks from the maids around her, she was immediately reminded of her days at the Liu family mansion.

She clenched her fists. Enduring humiliation was indeed something she excelled at, but if she entered the Jing family mansion to endure humiliation, then it wouldn't be worth it.

If it weren't for the future, she would never have entered this mansion.

With just a little makeup, her face could make men flock to her and do anything for her.

Uncle Fu waited anxiously at the door, feeling somewhat guilty.

He knew about the eldest master's feelings for the second master, but he didn't tell the second master in time.

Although the Second Master has always been quite resistant.

But the old man is a cunning old fox; who knows if he might resort to underhanded tricks?

Uncle Fu sighed sadly.

Actually, he's not such a rigid person. If the two of them are mutually in love, he would probably approve.

Even if someone disagrees with something, they can't express it directly.

Uncle Fu stood at the door like a waiting stone, craning his neck to look left and right.

Then what happened next almost made his eyes pop out.

The old man held the second man's hand with great pride, his eyes and brows beaming with joy. The second man showed no expression, but he did not refuse either.

Uncle Fu looked horrified. This... this was just a trip to the hot springs at the manor, how come the whole world has changed when we meet again?

Second Master... has he given in?
Despite having many doubts, as a responsible butler, maintaining Jinjing's reputation was something he had to do.

He hurried up to them, his eyes darting back and forth between their tightly clasped hands. One of them saw him but ignored him, while the other didn't even notice him.

He had no choice but to speak under the old man's rather threatening gaze, "Old man, second old man, there are always people coming and going at our door. You know, people here often spread rumors without any basis. One person tells ten stories, ten tell a hundred, and everything is distorted in their mouths."

Shen Yun casually withdrew his hand, wiped it on his clothes a couple of times, and then put his hand in his pocket.

Uncle Fu's eyes twitched slightly. He had a feeling that Second Master had wanted to let go for a long time, but had just not found the right opportunity.

Uncle Fu: ...

In his dying moments, he wondered if this could be considered a deeper form of brotherhood.

He glanced at the old man, his face full of displeasure.

His grandfather, oh my god, this old man has really gone astray.

He didn't really believe in brotherly affection, anyway.

Even if it's not brotherly love, it must be treated as such.

At least that's how it appears to outsiders.

Uncle Fu watched the two walk away, his face full of emotion.

I don't know if it was his imagination.

The two were walking side by side, but now he looked at the old man as if he were a bullied little wife.

Uncle Fu shook his head, a shiver running through him. He really dared to think so wildly.

When Shen Yun returned to the house, she found that all her personal belongings were gone.

These are not the main points; she can tolerate everything else.

But can anyone tell her where her bed is?!

Smiling face :)

She sighed with great melancholy, thinking she probably knew where the bed was.

"Have you heard? Second Master injured himself on his trip this time."

"How come I haven't heard about it? The whole manor knows."

"I just don't know if it's true?"

"Tsk, how could it not be true? It's such a pity, such a fine man, why couldn't he achieve enlightenment?"

The maids were talking to each other with great emotion.

Shen Yun's expression changed from calm to astonishment.

She's just going out for a short trip, so why can't she have sex?

Shen Yun felt that he could no longer tolerate this.

If we keep enduring this...

She's bound to become a bastard.

Shen Yun coughed twice to let the two maids know that she was there.

Then they blocked their way, not giving them a chance to escape.

Where did you hear all this from?

The two maids were terrified.

They were talking about the host's private affairs and were overheard.

Their legs went weak; could they really survive like this?

One of the maids swayed slightly, then rolled her eyes and fainted.

Another person stared blankly at Shen Yun, then looked at their unconscious friend.

Her eyes rolled around, and then, as if imitating her, she rolled her eyes and fainted as well.

Shen Yun: "..."

Isn't this a bit of an insult to her intelligence?

Does she look like a fool?
Shen Yun was a little angry, but the two of them had already clearly "fainted".

Clearly, she couldn't bring herself to hit a woman.

Her only option was to avoid trouble.

But I'm still so angry.

Shen Yun stormed out of the courtyard, ready to find the culprit.

Even a fool could figure it out: it was definitely that bastard Si Que who did this.

Thinking about this, she wanted to roll her eyes.

These are all karmic debts.

She stopped halfway through her run.

If you think about it carefully, every time she sparred with Si Que, she seemed to win beautifully on the surface, but in reality, she was the one who suffered the loss.

I feel like I've been tricked.

If she goes there now, that noob will definitely take the opportunity to play the victim.

In the end, nothing changed for her.

It's unlikely he'll get the bed back; he might even end up sleeping on it.

This is such a tragic story.

Shen Yun began to have doubts again, feeling that this thing was a fox spirit, the kind that had been around for thousands of years.

(End of this chapter)