After the divorce, I was adorned in a phoenix robe, while my ex-husband's entire family dug up

Bai Yunxiao shook his head, his face full of mockery, as if he didn't take the people talking below seriously.

I'm laughing at you.

"Killing a thousand enemies while losing eight hundred of your own. Don't you even know who I am?"

Having said that, he took the young male prostitute's hand and walked out openly, saying to the people below, "That's right, I am a good man, so what?"

"Want to criticize me? Go ahead, say as many bad things as you want. I'm still a young master, and my life won't be affected in any way. On the contrary, those who love to gossip should take a piss and look at themselves first. Are they living a better life than the people you criticize?"

"What a joke."

After saying that, he took out a bag of gold and threw it on the shopkeeper's table. "Three hundred taels to redeem her. I'm taking her with me."

Actually, many powerful and influential people know that he is a good man, but most people don't.

He had long since given up on hiding.

Lu Ze's exposure made him feel much better.

So what if he's a good man? So what if the family line ends? He just wants to be himself. At worst, he can adopt a child from a collateral branch to inherit the family business. That's not impossible.

As for the father's reputation, reputation is an ephemeral thing. Who has ever had a good reputation all the time?

Such people are either faking it or acting; they're not being themselves.

No one can be liked by everyone.

Instead of suppressing yourself and wasting your life trying to meet the expectations of the world, exhausting yourself to the point of exhaustion, it's better to be brave and be yourself. If you like something, come; if you don't, leave.

Isn't the point of living this life to achieve this little bit of freedom and carefree living?

To gain the approval of others, one must wear a mask and play the role of a good person. But after death, one will still be burned to ashes, and with a gust of wind, not a trace will remain.

If you ask him what he did in this life when you get to the underworld, will he regret it?

Those people knew his identity, so they didn't dare to say anything, at least not in front of him.

"Young...Young Master..." The young male prostitute was flattered and looked at Bai Yunxiao with eyes that seemed to be brimming with tears.

Bai Yunxiao tugged at the young male prostitute and said, "Lu Ze said I used to be a scoundrel, and that's true. I won't argue with that, but now I'm going to be serious."

He gave Lu Ze a cold look, then said to the male prostitute, "Let's go, I'll take you home to live a good life."

The young male prostitute was both touched and timid. "Grand Tutor Bai... wouldn't he...?"

Bai Yunxiao said, "No. I will protect you."

These words, when they reached Lu Ze's ears, were like rubbing salt into a wound, a cruel blow to his spirit.

Why is he able to face this matter so calmly?

Why should being with him be like passing through a sea of ​​flowers without getting a single petal on you? Is it all just a fling, a mutual exchange of benefits?

When it comes to other people, it becomes about romance and passion, and they can't help themselves. They even defy their own fathers for that lowly child who sells his body for a living.

Why do we have to sneak around when we meet him, but when we meet other people it's a public announcement?

Why? By what right?

"Bai Yunxiao, you're not human! You stop right there!"

Lu Ze roared with red eyes, but Bai Yunxiao had already walked away with his beauty, slowly turning into two black dots.

The bright moon hangs high, but it shines not on me.

His heart was riddled with holes, beyond description in terms of pain; he felt as if he were in the deepest hell.

It feels like I'm just a little bit away from winning that person's heart.

That person's devotion, his obsession, that person's love.

Why did he become like this when it was a different person?

Why can't the person he dotes on be himself?

Why am I treated like a useless object, discarded at will?

That male prostitute is filthy, how did he get all this?

He couldn't help but burst into tears on the spot, completely absorbed in the storm, oblivious to the people around him.

Those around felt that since even Young Master Bai's own father had given his permission, what right did they, as outsiders, have to say anything?

Moreover, given their status, they certainly couldn't afford to offend the Grand Tutor's son; a single word they uttered could have their tongues cut out one day.

Thus, the protagonist became Lu Ze.

The Marquis of Yongxin's mansion? A destitute household.

They don't have the ability to pull out their tongues either.

"Hey, I thought this Young Master Lu looked familiar, and now it suddenly dawned on me, isn't he the owner of that spice shop around the corner?"

"So it was him?! The one who made the perfume smell awful? Hahahaha, no wonder Young Master Bai didn't want him."

"That's right. Although this male prostitute is not respectable, I heard from the manager that he has never served anyone else before, and he is clean."

"Young Master Lu can even create a foul smell when he tries to blend perfumes. Maybe Young Master Bai smelled something and couldn't stand it, which is why he doesn't want him anymore."

"If you ask me, it's retribution. His elder brother's act of inheriting two branches of the family line is not the behavior of a gentleman. He has betrayed the kindness of others and trampled on their dignity."

Who says there's no karma? Look, the retribution has fallen on his own younger brother—unrequited love, a heartless abandonment. Tsk tsk tsk, a family like this... hard to say, hard to say."

The overwhelming comments around him made Lu Ze both sad and angry. He was extremely vulnerable at the moment and couldn't bear to listen anymore, nor did he dare to refute anything. He ran away as fast as he could.

He didn't know how to face it; it seemed like he had messed everything up.

It seems he's the only one affected.

Why was Bai Yunxiao unaffected, while he ended up shooting himself in the foot?

He was furious, so he bought several jars of strong liquor, climbed onto the roof alone, and drowned his sorrows in alcohol.

Drowning one's sorrows in alcohol only makes them worse.

After calming down, the hatred for Bai Yunxiao was temporarily hidden away, replaced by tenderness for the beautiful memories they shared.

He deeply regretted not performing better.

it hurts.

Suddenly, Bai Yunxiao's words flashed through his mind.

"Your brother carries on two families, and you tell me you're a romantic? Who would believe that?"

And what the people around them said.

"Isn't this karma? My brother betrayed someone's kindness, and now the retribution has come back to haunt him."

He wasn't a believer in metaphysics, but he just couldn't understand it.

He was as handsome as Pan An, at least several times better looking than that bastard, and his background was also better. He was good at making money, had superb gambling skills, and it would be hard to find a man as good as him even with a lantern.

That bastard only knows how to play the victim, act pitiful, and whine. He can do all that too.

Bai Yunxiao must be blind to choose that bastard.

After much thought, only one explanation makes sense.

Perhaps, the retribution for his elder brother's dual lineage has fallen upon him?

This is a curse!

He suddenly realized that he couldn't let this curse hinder his relationship with Bai Yunxiao!

He immediately jumped down, reeking of alcohol, and stumbled to the main courtyard.