Rebirth: A Cinderella's Counterattack-Chapter 1258 - 1238: Making Up One’s Mind

After a round of discussion, Old General Hua went directly to Hua Siye’s room with Luo Qianqian without hiding anything. After explaining the situation, Hua Siye quickly nodded: "Reputation? What does that count for? Everyone in this city already says I’m a rough man who can’t read half a word, so what does it matter? I don’t want those delicate ladies, just dealing with Yiyi is already enough. Spending a lifetime together, I can’t handle that."

Upon hearing this, Hua Nianyi stomped her foot: "Second brother, I’m ignoring you!"

"Look, look, who can handle this?" Hua Siye shook his head repeatedly, then seeing Hua Nianyi on the verge of tears, quickly clasped his hands in apology: "Oh dear, look at my mouth, Yiyi, my dear sister, second brother was wrong. You are the best, second brother just wants to marry you back home...to worship."

Hua Nianyi burst into laughter: "I’m not a Bodhisattva, why worship me?"

Hua Siye awkwardly replied: "If I don’t worship you, when you drop tears, won’t father deal with me badly? Everyone knows Yiyi is the darling of our General’s Mansion."

At first, Hua Nianyi was quite happy, but upon hearing this, her face darkened. She turned around, emanating displeasure, and threw herself into Old General Hua’s arms: "Hmph, father, you see, second brother just bullies people!"

"I’ll have the mansion doctor wrap him in a few more layers later." Hua Sicheng also looked at Hua Siye with a sinister expression. Even if he agreed with Hua Siye, bullying their sister was absolutely not allowed.

"Then the problem only remains with Young Master Hua." Luo Qianqian turned her gaze to Hua Sicheng: "If you have a girl you’re interested in, it’s best to settle it soon."

"None." Hua Sicheng shook his head, his face calm: "I’m not afraid, it doesn’t matter."

Luo Qianqian raised an eyebrow, fine then, your business is none of my concern.

She turned to Old General Hua: "So what do you think now?"

"I’m wondering what kind of coffin I should use." Old General Hua said seriously.

For a moment, the three people in the room were unable to respond. No matter what they said, it didn’t seem right.

After a brief silence, Luo Qianqian bid farewell.

Returning to the old place, she still watched Haan Yun busy and bustling.

Glancing at Haan Yun, who only cared about his Miss Hua, Luo Qianqian felt a bit aggrieved. After he asked countless questions, she slowly opened her mouth: "I was kidnapped today instead of your Miss Hua."

After saying this, Haan Yun opened his eyes wide in surprise.

Yan frowned slightly. He hadn’t followed along because he thought it didn’t matter with Luo Qianqian going, but this was beyond his expectations.

Compared to the other two, Huangfu Yihui quickly approached Luo Qianqian, scrutinizing her closely, with a frown: "Rainbow Garment Pavilion?"

"Wow, you know about that too? So is this outfit worth a lot?" Luo Qianqian nodded. Although it was forcibly put on her by someone else, she was undoubtedly quite satisfied.

Frowning tightly: "Very valuable." The Rainbow Garment Pavilion only produces twelve pieces of clothing a year, not twelve styles. Those who can obtain these clothes are either wealthy or noble, worth their weight in gold. Who was the one that kidnapped Luo Qianqian?

"Then I really hit the jackpot." Luo Qianqian nodded and looked at Haan Yun: "Your thirteenth brother isn’t too bad, huh?"

"Haan Mo?" Haan Yun was dumbfounded. How could he possibly have such means?

If it were the Crown Prince or another prince, it might be possible. Haan Mo was like him, with no power behind him, so how could he obtain such things?

Not to mention he, this ignorant type, even the palace servants know such items are not generally affordable for a prince.

But thinking carefully, if he could establish his own way to earn money, it’s not surprising what actions others might take.

More importantly, he hadn’t sensed anything? Are his brothers truly his brothers? Each hides so deeply?

"Are you alright?" Huangfu Yihui still looked worried.

"He’s not even..." fully grown yet... "Uh, I mean, he thought I was a bit too old, so he didn’t make a move. Compared to the youthful beauty of Miss Hua, I’m definitely older..." Luo Qianqian had barely finished when she noticed two strange sets of eyes scanning her.

Yan: "You’re younger than her."

Haan Yun: "Yiyi is older than you..."

"Uh, what I meant was, when he saw I wasn’t Miss Hua, he let me go, and even said I wasn’t as good-looking as Meng Sheng from Drunken Moon Pavilion." Luo Qianqian was puzzled. How could he tell? Hua Nianyi is shorter than her, isn’t she?

As for appearance, Luo Qianqian was even more baffled. At least two people in their teens shouldn’t have much difference in looks.

She suddenly thought of Hua Nianyi’s ample chest, a shadow flashed in Luo Qianqian’s eyes, and she picked up a dagger, charging at Haan Yun, forcing him to stumble and sit on the ground, backing against a big tree: "Want to say that again?"

Haan Yun was confused: "Yiyi is older than you."

Seeing the murderous look in Luo Qianqian’s eyes, he couldn’t escape, where had he gone wrong?

His gaze subconsciously lowered, daring not to face Luo Qianqian’s eyes, but he saw...Luo Qianqian’s chest...

"I didn’t mean it like that!" The next second, Haan Yun was kicked away by Huangfu Yihui, until his mouth was stuffed with who knows how many fruits from Huangfu Yihui, and Luo Qianqian still looked annoyed.

"It’s just infuriating!" If it wasn’t for running for her life, would she have ended up like this?

But thinking about it, clothes do look better when one is slimmer — not appearing fat!

Consoling herself like that, she looked down at her own chest with a face full of melancholy.

"With gain comes loss."

Yan watched Luo Qianqian, saying nothing, but Luo Qianqian just felt quite aggrieved.

She had clearly lost a lot, hadn’t she? Her height, the possibly stunning physique that could make people nosebleed, and having to bear this youthful face...

But why were there shadows in her memory keeping her from recalling the specifics?

"Shiqi wants to go to the auction with me, are you going?" Yan didn’t pay attention to Luo Qianqian’s odd expression, looking at the other two.

Haan Yun looked at Yan oddly, does he not fear death by going? He was supposed to be a ’dead man’, or should we say a ’fugitive’...

Huangfu Yihui shook his head: "The Imperial City, not convenient."

"Ah, you’re both not going, such a pity." Though she said ’you both’, Luo Qianqian looked at Huangfu Yihui without even glancing at Haan Yun.

Haan Yun knew he was at fault, so he didn’t speak.

"I have enough on my Crystal Card..." Haan Yun started after a moment of silence but was cut off by Yan.

"No need, I have enough."

Luo Qianqian’s eyes sparkling: "Why do I feel like everyone but me is rich?"

Haan Yun lamented: "All my money was given to you, wasn’t it?" And he still hadn’t seen Hua Nianyi even once.

But thinking of Luo Qianqian getting kidnapped, he didn’t dare to complain.

Just now, Luo Qianqian seemed genuinely cold; if she wanted to act, he couldn’t possibly evade her.