Red Mansion: Holding Space and Marrying Like the Sea

Lai Shangrong was a bit incredulous. Thinking about the ecstasy he had felt that night, a wave of emotion welled up in his heart, as if a small animal was scratching at the bottom of his heart. His eyes flickered, his thoughts were erratic, and the desire in his heart surged like a tidal wave.

He thought to himself that although Jia Min had been divorced and returned home, she was, after all, the legitimate daughter of the Duke's family, of noble status and prominent position. And the old lady Jia looked strong and healthy, and would surely live a long life, which undoubtedly gave him more hope.

Now, he was unable to take the imperial examinations and had no other work, so his life was in trouble. However, the appearance of Jia Min gave him a glimmer of hope, as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw, and his desire for a better future was ignited in his heart.

If he could marry Jia Min, his life would be secure, and he could rely on the power of the Duke's Mansion to rediscover his own value in life. This idea took root in his heart, like a seed, growing strong in the depths of his heart.

Leng Zixing looked at Lai Shangrong. His eyes spun like a spinning top, never stopping. His expression changed like a magic trick, sometimes showing a lewd smile, sometimes looking sad. Leng Zixing knew that he was considering whether to go back. He did not urge him, but just sipped tea leisurely beside him, because he knew that Lai Shangrong, like him, was a person who put profit above all else.

After about a cup of tea, Lai Shangrong finally spoke: "Brother Leng, I've made up my mind. I want to return to the capital. If I can become successful, I will never forget your kindness." Leng Zixing said calmly: "Brother Lai, you don't have to be polite. We are all just trying to make a living!"

"Okay, since Brother Lai has made up his mind, let's set off as soon as possible." Leng Zixing stood up and patted Lai Shangrong on the shoulder.

Lai Shangrong nodded, a glint of determination in his eyes. He knew that this trip to the capital might be full of uncertainties, but he had no way out.

The two packed up and set off on the journey back to Beijing. Along the way, Lai Shangrong felt a mixture of anticipation and nervousness.

He kept imagining the scene of reuniting with Jia Min and how to win her heart. At the same time, he was also secretly calculating how to use the power of the Jia family to gain more benefits for himself.

As soon as Lai Shangrong agreed to return to the capital to propose marriage, Leng Zixing sent a letter to his mother-in-law Zhou Rui's wife. When Mrs. Wang in the capital heard that Leng Zixing had successfully rescued Jia Min's adulterer from prison and was on his way to the capital and would arrive soon, she smiled happily. Even when she saw Jia Baoyu and Lin Daiyu becoming more and more intimate, she did not lose her temper. It was as if Jia Min's adulterer had already appeared in front of her. Her face was filled with a happy smile, like a blooming flower, full of vitality and vigor.

Mrs. Wang turned and entered the room, took out an exquisite box, and gently opened it. Inside lay a gorgeous golden hairpin.

She carefully inserted the golden hairpin into her hair and smiled at herself in the mirror.

"This time, I will make that bitch pay the price!" Mrs. Wang said to herself with gritted teeth.

There was a hint of determination in her eyes, as if she had made up her mind.

Meanwhile, Jia Baoyu and Lin Daiyu were strolling in the garden, holding hands and enjoying each other's warmth.

"Daiyu, look at that flower, it's so beautiful." Jia Baoyu said, pointing to a blooming peony.

Lin Daiyu smiled slightly and said, "You are indeed beautiful, but I like you more than flowers."

The two smiled at each other, immersed in a happy atmosphere.

However, they didn't know that a storm was about to come.