My White and Rich Beautiful CEO Wife

"Think about it, your sect raised you and taught you all your skills. Dozens of lives were lost overnight. You've only known Qin Yu for a mere ten days or so, can the bond between you two be deeper than that with your sect?"

Seeing the conflicted expression emerge on Murong Qingcheng's face, the man in black continued to tempt her.

"Are you asking me to poison Mr. Qin with Xuanhuang Powder to kill him?"

Murong Qingcheng bit her lip, feeling as if two saw blades were tearing at her heart.

Indeed, she had secretly investigated in Wu City for so long without uncovering any clues. If she missed this opportunity, she might never find out who was responsible for annihilating her clan.

But without Qin Yu, she would have already been captured by Helian Wudi, enduring humiliation, torture, and inevitably facing death.

"No, I just hope that Qin Yu will lose his cultivation and become an ordinary person. If he poses no threat to me, why would I kill an ordinary person? If you cooperate with me, you'll only owe Qin Yu. Otherwise, you'll fail to avenge your sect, owing dozens of lives!"

The man in black spoke in a grave tone.

"I... Okay, give me the Xuanhuang Powder!"

After speaking, Murong Qingcheng sat down on the sofa, enveloped in a thick layer of guilt.

Once she had avenged her sect, she would atone with her death if necessary.

"Remember, you must make him take it before midnight."

After handing over the small porcelain bottle to Murong Qingcheng, the man in black dipped his finger in the tea water on the coffee table, wrote four characters, and then vanished from the hall in a flash.

"The person who destroyed my sect... it's actually him!"

Murong Qingcheng stared intently at the four characters on the coffee table, overwhelmed with sorrow and rage, and couldn't help clenching her fists, ready to confront the culprit immediately.

But the opponent's cultivation was likely above her own, and if he could annihilate an entire sect, dealing with her alone would be a piece of cake.

Realizing this, Murong Qingcheng cooled down a bit, thinking that this matter required careful planning and that charging in alone was no different from seeking death.

After contemplating for a while, Murong Qingcheng carefully pocketed the porcelain bottle.

She then extended her finger to release the acupoints of Pei Luoyan.

"Hm?"

Pei Luoyan slowly opened her eyes, showing a puzzled look: "What about that man in black? Did you chase him off?"

"Yes, he's most likely my enemy!"

Murong Qingcheng nodded.

"Phew... that's a relief!"

Pei Luoyan let out a sigh of relief, grabbed her cellphone to take a glance, and said with a hint of concern, "It's already the 17th. I wonder how Qin Yu is preparing. No matter how powerful he is, he's just one person. The Ye Family must have laid a trap, waiting for him to walk into it tomorrow!"

"Sister Yan, you're so worried about Mr. Qin, you couldn't possibly have feelings for him, could you?"

Murong Qingcheng blinked and asked.

"Psh, like I'd fall for that heartthrob?"

Pei Luoyan snorted.

"Sister Yan, why don't we go see Mr. Qin? We could have a drink tonight to show our support for him!"

Murong Qingcheng suggested after a moment's thought.

"Hmm... okay, I'll give him a call and then get dressed to go!"

Pei Luoyan nodded and said.

The two women were still wearing loose house clothes at home.

Lingling....

On Qin Yu's side, his True Qi had become significantly more concentrated after several days of secluded cultivation. He just didn't know how to break through to the Channel-Opening Realm; it was said that it required opening over three hundred acupoints in the body. After settling the matter with the Ye Family, he planned to return to Jinling to ask Han Bing's aunt, a master of the Channel-Opening Realm, about the breakthrough method.

Seeing the cellphone on the side ringing, which was a call from Pei Luoyan, he picked it up and answered, "Hello, Sister Yan!"

"Qin Yu, where are you? Qingcheng and I will come over, let's have a drink together tonight!"

Pei Luoyan's voice came through.

"Sure, the same hotel as last time. I'll book a private room!"

Qin Yu agreed readily.

"Then we'll be over in a while!"

"Okay, bye-bye!"

After hanging up the phone, Qin Yu went to the bathroom to shower and shave before changing into a set of clean clothes and going downstairs to book a private room at the front desk.

He had ordered some dishes in advance, waiting for Pei Luoyan and the others to arrive.

Although he too had made ample preparations, a person's reputation could cast a long shadow, and the Ye Family had dominated the south for over a hundred years with a firm foundation and intricate relationships; it certainly wouldn't be easy to shake.

Just enjoy a good meal, have a few drinks and relax a bit. He didn't know what the outcome tomorrow would be; as long as he did his best, he would have no regrets.

Creak...

Half an hour later, the door to the private room was pushed open.

Pei Luoyan was wearing a sweater paired with wide-leg jeans, lightly made-up to look voluptuous and maturely alluring.

In her hands were two bags, likely containing fine wine.

Murong Qingcheng was dressed in a white down jacket with black leggings and long boots, which accentuated her tall and slender figure, standing gracefully.

She was in her early twenties, the prime age of blooming beauty.

Her small delicate face was extremely refined and her skin was white with a hint of red, appearing like a fresh and succulent bok choy.

"Mr. Qin!"

Murong Qingcheng bit her lip and called out softly.

"Hehe, we're all so familiar now, just call me Brother Yu. I have a sister about your age!"

Qin Yu said with a smile.

"Okay, Brother Yu!"

Murong Qingcheng obediently called out.

"Qin Yu, you have things to deal with tomorrow, so let's drink less. Two bottles of red wine should be fine, right?"

After placing the bags on the table, Pei Luoyan sat down after pulling out a chair.

"Red wine is definitely fine. But if you're hoping to get frisky after drinking, we'll need to add a few more bottles!"

Qin Yu joked.

"Psh, have you been eyeing us for a long time?"

Pei Luoyan rolled her eyes and said.

"Luoyan, don't forget who was the one who took the initiative to say they'd accompany me to bed last time. I seemed to have refused, right?"

Qin Yu said leisurely.

"Alright, alright, you're a gentleman through and through, just one who happens to have several women!"

Pei Luoyan was also sharp-tongued and surely wouldn't be left speechless by Qin Yu.

"Ahem... I'll ask the waiter to serve the dishes!"

Qin Yu could only raise his hands in surrender, as he was, after all, a man whose verbal skills were certainly not as good as Pei Luoyan's. Otherwise, how could she possibly win over Murong Qingcheng, that succulent little bok choy?

It was all thanks to her silver tongue indeed!

"Excuse me, sir, the dishes have arrived!"

Soon, the waiter brought in the scrumptious feast.

Pei Luoyan uncorked the red wine, and the three of them chatted while drinking.

Maybe it was because the two women were too beautiful, but Qin Yu felt slightly intoxicated even though he hadn't drunk much.

"Luoyan, let's help Brother Yu back to his room to rest!"

Murong Qingcheng's little face was also flushed.

"Okay!"

Pei Luoyan stood up and, together with Murong Qingcheng, helped Qin Yu out of the private room.

Back in the room, Murong Qingcheng bit her lip and said, "Luoyan, you go back first. I want to stay and take care of Brother Yu!"

"Qingcheng, what do you mean?"

Pei Luoyan's eyes widened, revealing a look of disbelief: "You're planning to commit adultery!"