Red Mansion: Holding Space and Marrying Like the Sea

About a cup of tea later, there was a sudden, crisp knock on the door. The sound was like a fire, instantly igniting Leng Zixing's inner desire. His heartbeat quickened, and his breathing became rapid.

Leng Zixing couldn't wait to open the door, his eyes fixed on the servant standing at the door and the four or five charming girls behind him. They were dressed in gorgeous clothes, with delicate makeup on their faces, and each of them exuded charming charm.

Each of the women, each graceful and elegant, glided lightly into the room, like ethereal butterflies. Their movements were graceful and natural, like fairies dancing among flowers. Their faces were beautiful, their skin white as snow, their lips rosy as cherries, their eyes bright as stars, evoking the poetic line, "One glance and a smile bring forth a thousand charms, rendering all the beauties in the palace pale in comparison." Their smiles, like blossoms in full bloom in spring, exuded a captivating fragrance that captivated the senses.

Leng Zixing's gaze was captivated by these beautiful women, and a raging fire ignited within him. This fire burned ever more intensely, leaving him unable to control his emotions. His eyes were filled with lust and greed, as if he wanted to devour everything before him.

He suppressed the impulse in his heart, and his eyes swept wantonly over the four women in front of him. Finally, he casually pointed at two of the girls and ordered in a frivolous tone: "You two, you must serve this master well. He is the son-in-law of the Rongguo Mansion in the capital, and his status is very noble!" When the two girls heard this, a hint of surprise flashed in their eyes, and they quickly responded in unison: "Don't worry, sir, we will do our best to serve this master." After that, they smiled tenderly, and that smile was as intoxicating as a spring breeze.

Seeing this, Leng Zixing felt an unbearable heat in his heart, as if countless ants were gnawing at it. He fought back his desire, turned around, hugged the other two girls, and walked into the next room. The remaining two girls carefully helped Lai Shangrong onto the couch and began to gently care for him. Lai Shangrong had already lost consciousness, but he could still feel his body burning like fire, as if it were melting.

The two of them worked in perfect harmony, their movements gentle and soft. But soon, Lai Shangrong's breathing grew heavier. Back in the Lin Residence in Suzhou, Jia Min had already strained his health to the point of exhaustion. Later, imprisoned and poorly cared for, his condition plummeted, steadily deteriorating. This time, only Leng Zixing's covert assistance could keep him going, like a dying candle swaying in the wind, poised to go out at any moment.

At this moment, Lai Shangrong slowly opened his eyes. Seeing the scene before him, his expression changed slightly, and the drunkenness in his heart instantly dissipated. He pushed the girl beside him away, sat up, and rubbed his temples, trying to sober himself up. Recalling the absurdity of last night, he couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction in his heart, but then he remembered that this place was very close to the capital. If the Jia family knew about it, the consequences would be unimaginable! Thinking of this, his brows knitted tightly, and his eyes became sharp.

He looked at the two girls coldly and said in a deep voice, "Why are you here? Who brought you in?"

The two girls were terrified and quickly knelt down and begged for mercy, "Master, I'm sorry, it was Master Leng who asked us to serve you..."

Hearing this, Lai Shangrong couldn't help but feel a surge of anger in his heart. Of course, he knew who this so-called Mr. Leng was. He was the one who saved him from prison. He cursed in his heart: "This damn Leng Zixing actually did such a thing behind my back!" He put on his clothes and got out of bed, but found that his legs were weak and he almost fell to the ground. He steadied himself and hurriedly left the room, ready to go and settle the score with Leng Zixing. The two girls on the bed saw Lai Shangrong leave and looked at each other with contempt in their eyes.

One of the girls whispered, "Ah! If it weren't for the money, who would be willing to serve him? He is just a silver spear candle end that looks good but is useless."

The other girl nodded and agreed, "Yes, I think that although Mr. Leng is also thin, he is much stronger than Lai Shangrong."

After saying that, the two of them put on their clothes silently and went out together.

Lai Shangrong left the room feeling unhappy. He felt that he had been looked down upon by the two women, and a surge of anger suddenly welled up in his heart.

He walked to the next door, kicked it open, and wanted to settle the score with Leng Zixing.

However, when he saw the scene inside the house clearly, his expression instantly became extremely ugly.

The room was in a mess, with clothes scattered everywhere. It was obvious that a fierce fight had just taken place.

Lai Shangrong retreated silently, muttering to himself, "These people are so shameless..."