Marrying a concubine and swallowing her dowry? The mistress turns around and marries a high-ranking

Chapter 437

Shen Lingjun was startled and stumbled back several steps.

He was flustered and at a loss, and his face suddenly looked like two balls of fire had burst into flames.

She kept her head down, not daring to meet Mo Zhonggui's gaze at all, not even daring to look above his chest.

"Master Mo...Master Mo..."

Shen Lingjun was incoherent, managing to squeeze out these few unclear words before she could say nothing more.

Mo Zhonggui did not answer.

Her stiff, awkward voice floated empty in the air, suspended there, without any direction.

"..."

The awkward atmosphere reached its peak in an instant.

Shen Lingjun stood there, feeling like he was being pricked by thorns, his head almost buried in the ground, wishing he could just turn around and run away without caring about anything else.

Since what happened last time, she still doesn't know how to face Mo Zhonggui!

Mo Zhonggui finally coughed lightly.

His voice sounded a little strange.

"Why are you here?"

Shen Lingjun: "My second sister's husband, Yin Bohong, the newly recruited editor at the Hanlin Academy, has a mistress. We suspect that the mistress's identity is questionable and want to investigate her background."

She had to find something to talk about, otherwise the two of them standing there facing each other in silence would create an incredibly tense atmosphere.

"Is Chief Supervisor Mo also here to look up information?"

Mo Zhonggui: "Mm."

Shen Lingjun: "..."

That concludes the discussion.

He didn't say anything, and she didn't dare ask him what it was about; she was self-aware enough to know that much.

...But can we please understand her efforts to find something to say?

Shen Lingjun could practically hear her brain racing, but the more nervous and anxious she became, the more her mind went completely blank.

Just like pulling up a scallion from dry land, she painstakingly forced another topic: "Um... Jianxi's glass building has opened. Would Chief Supervisor Mo have time to go and take a look? See if the Mo family needs any glass products, and have the shop send them over directly."

Mo Zhonggui: "She has already sent a batch to the Mo family."

Shen Lingjun: "..."

I couldn't keep up with the conversation again.

Okay, okay, so you just don't understand her pain at all, right?

Extremely embarrassed, Shen Lingjun calmed down and simply gave up.

She raised her eyes with a look of grim determination and looked directly at Mo Chonggui: "Well... Chief Eunuch Mo, you're busy, so I'll take my leave now."

She can come another day; let Mo Zhonggui have this place.

In the past, she could stay with Mo Zhonggui, each doing her own thing, without feeling particularly uncomfortable.

But since that last time, their "pure" alliance seems to have completely changed.

Being alone with him in this quiet space... she didn't have the nerves and heart to handle that.

This time, Mo Zhonggui quickly avoided her gaze.

Shen Lingjun also saw a hint of panic in his eyes.

"Okay... Yin Bohong's mistress, right? I'll help you investigate."

The Eastern Depot was in this line of work and had a very powerful information network. They could find out anything much more efficiently than the Shen family, who searched for information like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Shen Lingjun had considered asking Mo Zhonggui for help; in the past, she would have shamelessly gone to him without hesitation.

But after that time... she couldn't even avoid him, how could she possibly go to him again?

Shen Lingjun stammered, "Thank you, Chief Eunuch Mo..."

Then they ran away as if they were fleeing.

Mo Zhonggui waited until she left the Mirror Pavilion before turning around and looking in the direction where she disappeared.

He was stiff all over, with a forced, flat expression on his face that looked very unnatural.

If you look closely, you can also see that his ears are slightly red.

Mo Zhonggui withdrew his gaze and looked at the files that Shen Lingjun had just been looking through.

Because these files are many years old, most of them are covered with a layer of dust, and your hand will leave obvious fingerprints when you touch them, so it is easy to see which ones Shen Lingjun just looked at.

One of the books contained a long strand of black hair, which must have been left behind by her earlier.

It is jet black and tough, with a soft, glossy sheen, and seems to retain a faint fragrance.

Mo Zhonggui casually picked up the book, opened it, and subconsciously slowly wrapped a strand of black hair around his fingertips.

His jet-black hair contrasted sharply with his pale white fingers, wrapping around them again and again, creating an incredibly tender and ambiguous effect.

He gazed at that strand of hair, his eyes deep and gentle.

That day, Shen Lingjun was in his arms, her thick, long hair dripping with water, cascading down, cool and damp, like black seaweed, covering his palms...

But at that moment, his gaze shifted slightly, and he noticed the contents of the page that Shen Lingjun had been looking at.

Xie family.

Xie Qingmo.

The Azure Phoenix Army.

As he read through each word, Mo Zhonggui's expression gradually turned cold.

Between the lines, it seemed as if the entire page was filled with blood and countless wronged souls.

He slammed the file shut.

She left a strand of long hair between her fingers on the pages of the book.

......

Yin Residence.

Outside, the spring sunshine was warm and the weather was fine. Shen Lingxia was lounging on a chaise lounge in front of the screen window in her room, with tea and snacks on her left, a fruit plate and flowers on her right, and a book of poems in her hand, looking rather pretentious.

But upon closer inspection, the book was upside down, and the person was dozing off.

This was the first time she had ever felt so relaxed and carefree since marrying into the Yin family.

Now this is what it means to enjoy life! What kind of miserable life did she live before?

The door was suddenly opened, and Yin Bohong stormed in angrily.

They came right off the bat to interrogate me.

"Shen, I heard you've stopped taking over the family business?"

Shen Lingxia opened her eyes and turned the poetry collection in her hand upside down.

"Yes, haven't you always complained that I'm too vulgar, only good at scheming, and reeking of money? I'm trying to learn from the talented men and women of your Yin family, to break free from these mundane worldly affairs and devote myself to studying."