The King of Xiuxianjuan returns to modern times and becomes a landlord

Ying Ni walked out of the brightly lit shopping mall with a shopping bag in hand and a satisfied smile on her face, seeming to be quite satisfied with today's gains.

Just as she was about to head toward where her new car was parked, a commotion not far away caught her attention. A crowd began to gather, and the whispers gradually gathered into a loud, undeniable din. A subtle, tense atmosphere filled the air. Ying Li involuntarily slowed her pace and looked curiously in the direction of the sound.

In the shadows of the mall's side entrance, an unexpected storm quietly unfolded. A woman in a gorgeous gown and meticulously made-up, her gaze sharp as a knife, pressed forward. Across from her, a panicked man kept turning back to protect another woman behind him—her clothing slightly disheveled, her face pale, her eyes filled with helplessness and despair.

"Is this what you call overtime?" the gorgeous woman's words were cold and sharp, each word slicing through the air like a razor blade, provoking the man aggressively. She had shortened her eight-day business trip to five to surprise her husband, and had hurried to the mall to buy a gift. She hadn't expected to encounter her husband, who had claimed to be working overtime on the phone, accompanied by his lover. Her voice, though low, was clear enough for everyone present to hear. For a moment, the silence was so intense that only the sound of her own heartbeat could be heard.

"Aren't you on a business trip? Why are you here?" the man asked, bewildered. He clearly remembered his wife mentioning an urgent company trip that would last eight days. He had just finished overtime and called his wife to confirm she was still on the trip before taking his lover out shopping. He hadn't expected to run into her here.

"Haha, business trip? So you still remember having a wife on a business trip, remembering you're a married man?" the gorgeous woman continued sarcastically. Her parents divorced because of infidelity, and the constant bickering before the divorce left a deep scar on her. She wouldn't allow herself to fall into the same situation.

"Sister, this is all my fault. I shouldn't have…" The gentle woman standing behind the man looked very helpless, tears rolling down her eyes, as if every tear carried endless regret and self-blame.

Upon seeing this, the man immediately turned and, without hesitation, pulled her into a tight embrace, as if to dispel all her pain and anxiety. He softly offered comfort, his tone gentle yet firm, as if to assure her that no matter what happened, he would be by her side, supporting her and protecting her. His embrace felt warm and secure, bringing her a sense of comfort, as if she had seen a ray of light in the endless darkness.

"Gao Zhan, let's get a divorce." The gorgeous woman stared at the man, now firmly controlled by another woman, suppressing the bitterness within. As she uttered these words, she felt the inexplicable oppression within her suddenly dissipate. She had long suspected it, but until she saw it with her own eyes, she chose to believe that everything was fine. However, now that fate had allowed her to witness it all, she could not tolerate even the slightest flaw. Since this man was no longer pure, she decided to let him go. After all, she didn't depend on him for survival.

"Qi Ying, since you've brought up the divorce so lightly, I hope you won't regret your decision today." Gao Zhan's fury instantly erupted at Qi Ying's flippant mention of divorce, and he immediately retorted. His words were filled with anger and dissatisfaction, as if he wanted to pour out all his frustration. The woman in his arms, hearing this, flashed a smug smile in her eyes, as if she had anticipated Gao Zhan's reaction. However, her charming expression quickly returned, as if the smile had never been there, revealing an air of innocence and grievance.

"Gao Zhan, we will meet at the Civil Affairs Bureau tomorrow. Also, please pack your bags and leave my house immediately." Under the gaze of everyone, Qi Ying ordered Gao Zhan to leave, then turned around and drove away.

The onlookers, seeing the protagonist quietly depart, suddenly became abuzz. They gathered together, whispering and discussing in low voices. Their eyes invariably turned to the remaining couple, as if searching for a new focal point. Speculations and comments mingled with the whispers, and some even openly pointed at the couple, as if judging their every move and expression. This scene made the couple stand out, as if they were the focus of everyone's attention, unable to escape.

Gao Zhan couldn't stand the ridicule from the people around him, so he ignored the gentleness and roughly dragged the woman away in embarrassment.

Ying Ni stood in the crowd and witnessed all this, feeling happy because she had just eaten a hot melon.

At this moment, Ying Ni's abdomen made a gurgling sound. She gently stroked her belly and said, "Don't worry, I'll satisfy you right away."

Ying Li hurried to her parking space, and just as she was about to see her car, an unexpected scene came into her sight.

Not far away, several women dressed in designer clothes gathered on the hood of a car, their smiles radiant in the setting sun. Like delicate flowers blooming in the urban jungle, their every outfit exuded exceptional taste and confidence. In front of them, a woman rapidly manipulated her phone, its flashlight flickering.

They took turns standing, gently adjusting their hair and adjusting their posture, as if each snap of the camera were a lasting record of their own charm. On the phone screens, the flickering flashes of light echoed with the smiles on their faces, creating a moving scene. They smiled, their heads lowered, or gazed off to the side, each movement appearing natural and captivating.

However, when Ying Li carefully identified the vehicle under them, her face immediately turned gloomy, because it was her own car - Lamborghini Veneno.

Ying Ni immediately saw through their disguise as socialites. In today's internet age, some people impersonate socialites, posting photos of luxury cars and mansions, only to get a free ride and take photos. They then edit and post ostentatious messages on social media platforms to attract attention and admiration. Ying Ni strode toward them with firm, powerful steps. As she approached, they gradually became aware of her presence. They stood up quickly, their movements swift and orderly, as if ready for a challenge. They each adjusted their clothing, ensuring every detail was neat and tidy, showcasing their noble demeanor.

"Hey, we've booked this place, please leave immediately." One of the ladies raised her chin and looked down at Ying Lai arrogantly, her tone full of disdain and superiority. However, Ying Lai did not respond to her words, but took out her mobile phone, took a photo, and then sent it to Lin Xi. In the surprised eyes of some people, she took out the car key and pressed it, and the Lamborghini immediately made a soft sound, as if announcing her arrival. Ying Lai walked around them directly, walked to the front of the car gracefully, opened the door, and got in. She turned her head to look at them and said lightly: "Please keep your distance, thank you!"