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Qin Ruorong's expression looked better, and then he asked cautiously,

"Who are you looking for? Could it be Zhou Yixin?"

Tang Baozhu shook her head.

"Suhe Town, Miss Lin Ruoshui at the corner of Xihuai Lane."

Qin Ruorong was slightly stunned. Lin Ruoshui used to be a prostitute. Later she contracted syphilis. Some time ago, she moved from Shanghai to Suhe Town and had been living in Xihuai Alley. Because of her illness, she was ostracized and despised by the people around her. She hardly left the house and lived a hungry life.

One time, Tang Baozhu and Qin Ruorong were playing in Xihuai Street when they came across the unconscious Lin Ruoshui and gave her a few dollars.

Qin Ruorong frowned.

"What are you looking for her for?"

Tang Baozhu recalled Zhou Yixin's stereotyped oath in the original novel. The corners of her lips curved slightly, and she smiled meaningfully.

"Zhou Yixin swore before that if he betrayed me, he would get syphilis and die. I want to see if he will die."

Qin Ruorong felt sorry for the little white flower being bullied, but when she saw Tang Baozhu like this, she seemed to have made a plan.

"Well, I worried about you for nothing. It turns out you already knew Zhou Yixin's true nature."

"I just found out today that he has been hiding a childhood sweetheart in the countryside. But my father has already accepted his engagement letter. Zhou Yixin and I are engaged now. If I break off the engagement rashly and Zhou Yixin deliberately makes trouble, the business and reputation of the Tang family silk weaving factory will be affected."

Qin Ruorong's eyes widened with disbelief.

"What? He actually hid a woman in the countryside? He is so shameless just for money!"

Before Qin Ruorong finished speaking, the door was slammed open. Tang Baojun was wearing an elegant white silk gown. His handsome features were similar to Tang Baozhu's, except that he was a little more cold and hard. He was dressed in a refined manner, but his behavior was extremely rude. He rolled up his sleeves and

"Zhou Yixin is such a bastard. If I had known he was unreliable, I would have beaten him to a pulp."

After Tang Baojun rushed in, he realized belatedly that he had been too abrupt. He stood there timidly looking at Tang Baozhu, holding Ma Ji's beggar's chicken in his hand.

"I... didn't mean to eavesdrop. I heard that my sister refused to eat for a long time, so she bought Ma Ji's beggar's chicken."

Tang Baozhu took a look at Tang Baojun. This should be the original owner's younger brother.

He was the person who loved the original owner the most besides his parents. In order to buy sugar-roasted chestnuts for the original owner, he braved the heavy snow and queued up in West Street. In order to let the original owner have a bite of hot chestnuts, he kept holding the sugar-roasted chestnuts in his arms.

However, the original owner had always disliked Tang Baojun for not doing his job properly, being idle and being a second-generation rich kid who was carefree.

Moreover, the original owner was instigated by his brother of another surname, and he did not know people well. He was always indifferent to Tang Baojun, and even had prejudice against him.

Later, the Tang family was destroyed by the Japanese Sakuragi Chamber of Commerce. The original owner's most trusted brother from another family sold the original owner to the Japanese invaders, and his younger brother Tang Baojun was captured by the creditors and forced to do hard labor. He died of exhaustion at the dock. He missed the original owner until his death and wanted to redeem him.

When she saw this passage in the original novel, she was so moved that she cursed the original owner for being ungrateful.

Tang Baozhu was an orphan before she traveled through the book. She grew up independently and worked hard on her own to become a fashion designer for a niche brand. She had never experienced the love of family. Now that she saw Tang Baojun, she felt a warm current flowing in her heart. She slowed down her tone,

"I have no appetite. I can't eat. Thank you."

Hearing that his elder sister had no intention of blaming him and her attitude was so gentle, this was the first time she spoke calmly, and Tang Baojun couldn't help but feel excited.

Last time he secretly looked at elder sister, he was kicked out, elder sister also scolded him for deliberately coming to see the joke, he felt bad for a long time, elder sister only likes Song Shaoguang, who made Song Shaoguang so smart, capable, and likable,

"Sister, what do you want to eat? I'll buy it for you."

Tang Baozhu shook her head.

"No,"

"Well, sister, don't worry, I will definitely help you teach that bastard Zhou Yixin a lesson."

Actually, Tang Baojun is not a bad person by nature, she just behaves rashly and is somewhat uneducated. If Tang Baojun could have been independent back then, the Tang family would not have reached this point. She must let Tang Baojun shoulder the responsibility, but the most urgent task is to cancel the engagement with Zhou Yixin.

"Don't be impulsive. I have a way to solve this problem myself. Please help me appease my parents first. They are still angry and don't want to pay attention to me."

Tang Baojun curled his lips.

"Who told you to commit suicide? Your parents are so mad at you."

"Okay, I know I was wrong. I'll apologize to my parents later. I'm going to go out with Ruorong now."

Tang Baojun glanced at Tang Baozhu, feeling somewhat suspicious.

"You didn't say all this on purpose just to sneak out and see Zhou Yixin, did you? Your parents have agreed to your marriage, they just don't want you to do anything out of line, why are you still running out to see him?"

Tang Baozhu held her forehead weakly. Now even Tang Baojun didn't trust her. She didn't know how stubborn the original owner was, which made the whole family so alert.

"I do have to go see him, but for other matters."

Tang Baojun's face turned red with anger.

"You're still going to look for him after all this?"

"How can we uncover Sima Zhao's intentions without meeting him?"

Seeing that Tang Baojun was half-believing and half-doubting, Tang Baozhu continued,

"Go to the Jiangshan Hotel in town and book a top-notch room. Say it's the Tang family entertaining distinguished guests."

As Tang Baozhu said this, she took out a stack of silver dollars from the purse under her pillow.

"Then buy some expensive jewelry and makeup, and it would be best if you could prepare some dresses."

Tang Baojun was stunned, not knowing what was going on.

"What are you doing with these things?"

Tang Baozhu smiled and put the dollar in Tang Baojun's palm.

“You just do it?”

Tang Baojun put away the money. This was the first time that his sister asked him to do something. He secretly swore that he would do it, but he couldn't help being curious.

"Sister, just tell me. If you don't tell me, I'll feel itchy inside."

Tang Baozhu sighed slightly.

"Do you know Mr. Ning in Shanghai?"

After hearing this, Tang Baojun and Qin Ruorong became even more confused. They both nodded.

"Of course. He is the head of the Ning family, a century-old family famous in Shanghai. His family started out as a sand ship, and later opened a bank and developed real estate. His investments cover a wide range of businesses, including finance, real estate, railways, insurance, shipping, and transportation. The racecourse, Paramount, and the Baodalin Hotel in Shanghai are all under his name. He is also the chairman of the Shanghai General Chamber of Commerce and a director of the Shanghai Bank. He is a top billionaire."

Qin Ruorong nodded like a little chicken pecking at rice.

"Everyone who does business knows it, and people who don't do business know it too. Why are you mentioning him? He is a person who has nothing to do with you."

Tang Baozhu's favorite character in the original novel is Mr. Ning. Speaking of Mr. Ning, she always imagined Ning Jinchuan's noble face in her mind, and remembered a description in the book:

His white and bony fingers clasped Tang Baozhu's shoulders, and the Buddhist beads on his wrist brushed Tang Baozhu's shoulders. Ning Jinchuan pushed her against the corner of the wall and gently stroked her lips. His clear light brown eyes seemed to be cut.

His low, hoarse voice carried a hint of madness.

"Did I treat you badly? Tang Baozhu, you don't know what's good for you!"

After saying that, Ning Jinchuan smiled faintly, and suddenly his hands became fierce. He ignored Tang Baozhu's horrified expression and twisted her neck. After finishing, he gently wiped his palms with a handkerchief and said to his men beside him,

'Drag him away, chop him up, and feed him to the dogs.'

Half of his handsome face was illuminated by the light, turning scarlet, and the other half was hidden in darkness.