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Chapter 77: Chapter 77 is very smooth
Xiaoyue covered her face with a smile, her gaze enchantingly sweeping over Chen Yuan’s form, as if she could captivate one’s soul. Chen Yuan, although inexplicably feeling a dry mouth and a restless tongue, managed to maintain his composure fundamentally.
“Ha ha ha, scholar and beauty, scholar and beauty…”
Ma Dayuan laughed loudly a few times, not quite knowing where this scholar had come from.
“Lord Chen, please.”
Xiaoyue’s light gauze swayed as she slowly ascended the stairs to the second floor.
Chen Yuan stood up, smiled at Ma Dayuan and Wang Ping, and followed Xiaoyue’s footsteps.
The old madam, although somewhat regretful of not receiving any silver, dared not scold anyone and watched as Chen Yuan and Xiaoyue went upstairs.
Chen Yuan looked back and saw that everyone’s eyes were on him, and he tossed a piece of silver to the old madam:
“What are you all looking at me for?”
“Continue the music, continue the dance!”
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Xiaoyue’s boudoir was called Shuiyue Pavilion. As soon as Chen Yuan entered, he felt a faint fragrance invade his mind, involuntarily relaxing his body and spirit.
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“My family name is Su…”
Su Xiaoyue, holding a Jade Flute, walked out from the inner room, her face adorned with a light smile.
“Miss Su.”
Chen Yuan nodded, casually found a stool to sit on, and looked around the boudoir.
“I didn’t expect this place to be quite serene. Miss Su has put in some effort.”
A trace of sadness flashed across Su Xiaoyue’s face:
“This was the room my mother arranged for me when I was young and before we fell into hard times. I have always remembered it.”
Chen Yuan’s expression remained unchanged, cooperating very well, he said:
“Miss Su has indeed led a hard life. May I listen to your story?”
Tears welled up in Su Xiaoyue’s eyes, and she raised her hand to gently wipe them away, forcing a smile:
“The past isn’t worth mentioning. Lord Chen came here to listen to music, not to hear my sad tales.”
“That’s true. Then play me a tune.”
Chen Yuan nodded, fully agreeing.
Su Xiaoyue: “???”
“Alright.”
Su Xiaoyue picked up the Jade Flute and placed it to her lips.
Chen Yuan listened calmly to Su Xiaoyue’s flute playing, which was indeed enchanting. However, his attention wasn’t on it. He had expected that there might be some unexpected situation after entering.
Perhaps a request for help, or even an attack against him.
But it turned out to be genuinely listening to music, and of the proper sort too.
After a long time.
The music stopped, and Su Xiaoyue put down the Jade Flute from her lips. Her seductive eyes slowly roved over Chen Yuan’s body, and she chuckled softly:
“Lord Chen, how was my flute playing?”
“Not bad at all. With such skill, Miss Su could be considered unrivaled.”
“What a pity, it’s of no use. They value only skin-deep beauty, unlike Lord Chen, who seems quite indifferent to me…” Su Xiaoyue’s slender and fair fingers gently propped up her chin.
With a flick of her lips, she looked straight at Chen Yuan.
“You are mistaken, I value skin-deep beauty even more…”
“Does it mean that I still do not catch Lord Chen’s eye?”
“Hehe…”
Chen Yuan chuckled lightly.
It wasn’t like that. In his previous life, accustomed to washing feet and often wearing Essence-Spirit-Qing boots on muddy roads, but, in this world, before having the strength to protect himself,
Chen Yuan did not want to become engrossed in pleasures of the flesh.
“It is not so, as I have already mentioned, due to my spiritual cultivation, if there is an opportunity in the future, I will naturally engage in a deeper exchange with Miss Xiaoyue.”
After saying this, Chen Yuan stood up, ignoring the flirtatious look in Su Xiaoyue’s eyes, and slowly pushed the door open, walking out.
Su Xiaoyue watched Chen Yuan’s retreating back, her eyes narrowed slightly, and a streak of interest flashed across her gaze, her lips curved into a faint smile.
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In front of Yanyu Building.
Chen Yuan, accompanied by Wang Ping, left the building. Since there was nothing of interest to him inside Yanyu Building, there was no need to linger.
It was better to return home and continue cultivating.
Even if he suspected that Su Xiaoyue was not that simple, Chen Yuan was not very interested. As long as she did not provoke him, all was well. But if she really sought to use him for something without knowing better,
Chen Yuan would not show mercy; he did not discriminate between genders with his blade!
“Yuan-ge, how was it?”
Wang Ping asked with a sly grin, glancing in the direction of Yanyu Building.
In his view, Yuan-ge must have been up to no good on the second floor.
Chen Yuan took a deep breath and chuckled lightly,
“Very smooth!”
Ignoring Wang Ping’s surprise, Chen Yuan turned and walked towards the County Government building.
As soon as they approached, they saw Xiaofang and her father hesitating at the door, peering inside occasionally but seeming too intimidated to get closer. The majesty of the Government was still quite imposing to ordinary citizens.
“Uncle Zhou, what is the matter?”
Chen Yuan approached and inquired.
“Yuan-ge…” Xiaofang suddenly turned her head, and upon seeing it was Chen Yuan, she finally relaxed, patting her chest.
“Chen… Chen Yuan, we have something to discuss with you,” Zhou Zhong began somewhat hesitantly.
Zhou Zhong had heard about Chen Yuan becoming an arrest officer and knew his status was no longer the same. Xiaofang was no match for him now, and apart from occasionally passing by for breakfast and exchanging greetings,
he generally had no contact with their family.
Only Xiaofang was still naively fantasizing that her childhood friend would marry her.
“Let’s talk inside,” Chen Yuan nodded and led Zhou Zhong and his daughter into the County Government.
People greeted Chen Yuan with clasped hands or bowing, their faces filled with respect, which shocked Zhou Zhong and made him even more cautious.
“Uncle Zhou, Xiaofang, please sit down, don’t be nervous, we’re all friends here,” Chen Yuan said with a smile.
In his mind, Zhou Zhong’s family was quite respectable. Since they came to him, he presumed they must be in some kind of difficulty, so he directly asked:
“Uncle Zhou, what brings you to me?”
“Yuan-ge, we have come to report a case,”
Xiaofang answered from the side.
Chen Yuan frowned:
“A case? Is someone troubling you?”
He had previously warned Zhu Sihai that people from the Beihai Gang were not to harass the neighbors near his home. He couldn’t concern himself with other matters and had no interest in doing so, but the nearby residents were old acquaintances of his family.
They usually had no conflicts, and some had even helped his family when he was young. If it was within his power, Chen Yuan would not be ungracious.
“No… no, the people from Beihai Gang haven’t even come to collect the protection money recently,” Zhou Zhong replied quickly.
“Then what is it?”
“It’s like this, yesterday Old Wu said there was a big hole on Cheng’er’s grave, so I decided to relocate him. But when I opened the coffin today, I discovered that Cheng’er’s corpse was gone.”
“I suspect someone stole the body, so I thought to report it to the authorities…”
Zhou Zhong recounted the events in detail.
The Cheng’er that Zhou Zhong mentioned, Chen Yuan had some recollection of. He was the son Zhou Zhong had late in life, nearly forty, and was treasured immensely.
But he passed away due to a strange illness a year ago, and Chen Yuan had even helped with the burial.
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