After the divorce, I wanted to give up, but the Prime Minister took me into his arms in the street

Inside the room, several card-playing friends had been looking forward to it for a long time. As soon as Ling Mohui appeared, everyone's eyes lit up instantly.

Just when everyone was having a great time, the door was suddenly pushed open with great force, and a gust of cold wind rushed in, causing Ling Mohui to shiver unconsciously.

Turning around, I saw Wei Ruoming walking into the house with big strides and an arrogant attitude.

"Ling Mohui! So you were hiding here to enjoy playing cards, why... didn't you invite me to join you?" Wei Ruoming asked with pretended dissatisfaction.

Upon hearing this, Yuan Fangfang curled her lips and said, "Based on your card skills, who can endure that kind of torture!"

Wei Ruoming coughed awkwardly a few times, then put on a stern face and pretended to be dignified: "How dare you! How dare you look down on me? Be careful or I'll overturn your card table!"

"Alright, alright, stop messing around!" Ling Mohui quickly stood up and pulled Wei Ruoming to sit in her seat. "Master, please take a seat. The card game continues. I will take my leave first."

"No!" Yuan Fangfang and Wei Ruoming objected almost at the same time.

"Now that Mo has left, how can we play this card game?" Yuan Fangfang protested unhappily.

"How about we change the venue?" Wei Ruoming suggested.

"Good idea, let's change to another Feng Shui location!" The remaining two poker players were afraid of being affected, so they quickly found an excuse and slipped away.

In the end, the four of them were back to the awkward situation of three missing one.

Yuan Fangfang pouted, looking unhappy: "Wei Ruoming, you always ruin my fun!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the card game instantly turned into a lively scene of drinking and playing games. The atmosphere changed and laughter filled the room again.

Ling Mohui, a man whose alcohol tolerance was usually just average, was forced to drink two pots of mellow girl's red wine that night, so that he became dazed and finally slumped powerlessly on the carved wooden table, his eyes half-closed, and he was too lazy to even say another word.

In my ears, I could hear my good friend Yuan Fangfang's complaints, mixed with dissatisfaction and helplessness, like a drizzle, endless.

"You know, the elders in my family insisted on arranging a marriage for me, but I am not ready to step into the so-called 'marriage fortress' at all!" Yuan Fangfang's voice carried a bit of the stubbornness unique to young girls, as well as a hint of barely perceptible panic.

"I just want to be a free and unrestrained young lady. Why has such a wish become a luxury?"

Under the influence of alcohol, the defenses in people's hearts seem to soften a little, and those thoughts that are usually hidden in their hearts also flow out like a stream.

Ling Mohui smiled bitterly. Half drunk and half awake, she whispered, "Do you think that as a prince, I don't have any burdens on my shoulders? My mother has been nagging me these days, saying that I should study those boring classics. Alas, it's all because of Fu Yansheng, who has a narrow mind and hired a private school teacher for me. I don't even have time to breathe."

Thinking of Fu Yansheng, Ling Mohui felt mixed emotions. He was indeed a vengeful person, but this "vengeance" sometimes also revealed a bit of concern.

That night, Ling Mohui did not return to her mansion after all.

When the morning light appeared, she woke up from the chaos and found herself lying in a moving carriage, surrounded by swaying gauze and faint incense.

Fu Yansheng hugged her tightly with a gloomy face.

"Fu Yansheng, why...why are you here? I remember...I was drinking in Yuexuan Building..." Ling Mohui struggled to sit up, but the severe headache made her groan in an instant. Her hand instinctively touched her forehead and her brows were furrowed.

Fu Yansheng's eyes were as cold as ice, with suppressed anger surging in his eyes: "Ling Mohui, am I too indulgent towards you? You didn't come back all night and stayed in the same room with another man. Did you do this to embarrass me on purpose?"

The sudden accusation made Ling Mohui's mind even more confused. The scenes of last night overlapped in her mind. She clearly remembered that she was drinking and chatting with Wei Ruoming and Yuan Fangfang. When did it become that she spent the night alone with a man?

"Moqi, where is Moqi?" Ling Mohui was anxious to find the maid Moqi, hoping to get an explanation from her.

I remember that I did instruct Moqi to guard outside the box.

Fu Yansheng's answer was like a bucket of cold water that extinguished her last hope: "I have asked someone to send Moqi back to the mansion and deal with him according to the family rules."

"Deal with Mo Qi? What right do you have to do that?" Ling Mohui hurriedly held Fu Yansheng's hand, her tone full of urgency.

"As a maid, not only did she fail to stop you from having a secret meeting with a man outside your home, she even stood by and watched. Shouldn't she be punished for this?" Fu Yansheng's words were cold and merciless.

"I have never been alone with any other man. Moqi is innocent. You misunderstood!" Ling Mohui defended herself eagerly, trying to clear herself of the false accusation.

However, Fu Yansheng remained unmoved: "Ling Mohui, are you still quibbling? When I found you, you and Wei Ruoming were drunk and unconscious in the box. This is irrefutable evidence! How else can you explain it?"

Ling Mohui was filled with surprise and doubt. Where did Yuan Fangfang go?

Why were she and Wei Ruoming the only ones left at the scene?

"No, it's not like that. Yuan Fangfang was also with them. You must find her, and we can confront each other face to face and clarify everything!" Ling Mohui's defense seemed so pale and powerless.

Fu Yansheng's expression was full of indifference and distrust: "Ling Mohui, how much more do you think your reputation needs to be ruined before you are satisfied? Do you want everyone in the world to know about the ridiculous things you did?"

At this moment, Ling Mohui felt mixed emotions.

Yuan Fangfang is her good friend who has been inseparable from her recently. Is she really involved in this?

She regretted deeply that she had easily followed Yuan Fangfang's suggestion to go to Yuexuan Tower, which made this night an irreparable mistake.

The carriage slowed down gradually as the driver skillfully steered it, and finally stopped steadily in front of the magnificent vermilion gate of the Grand Secretary's Mansion. The horse's hooves made a dull sound on the bluestone road.

Ling Mohui couldn't wait to push open the carriage curtain and jumped down. As soon as her toes touched the ground, she shouted anxiously: "Fu Yansheng, calm down first and let Moqi go. If you have any dissatisfaction, just vent it to me!"

Fu Yansheng stood in front of the mansion, his sleeves fluttering slightly, and responded coldly: "It seems that the last time you were punished by the family rules, you didn't remember it thoroughly!"

Ling Mohui knew that this statement would put her at the center of public attention, but she was resolute: "As long as you are willing to let Mo Qi go, I am willing to bear any punishment!"

She knew very well that Fu Yansheng was a person who cared a lot about his reputation. If she wanted to resolve the matter amicably, she would probably need to make sacrifices.

As expected, Fu Yansheng seemed to have found the steps and nodded slightly, agreeing to Ling Mohui's request and canceling the punishment of the innocent maid Moqi.

A hint of bitterness flashed through Ling Mohui's heart, and she thought to herself that this time, he had probably made up his mind to end this marriage that was in name only.