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"Spring Spirit!"

Bai Ran yelled as he rushed forward. He picked up the cold spring spirit and rushed towards the car.

He turned his head to look at Bai Ran's back and stood still on the spot. He was in no hurry to follow her and turned to look at Bai Lihua, who was standing happily at the door.

"Brother Zi Qin, I've brought many little sisters today. You haven't gotten married yet, so all of them …"

Bai Lihua happily took a step forward and pulled on the arm.

"Pah!"

Without waiting for her to finish speaking, she raised her hand and fiercely slapped him. Her expression instantly changed and her eyes flashed with a fierce light as a sinister smile emerged from her face.

He took a step forward and approached Bai Lihua.

"In the future, if you dare to pull on me again, be careful that I don't break your arm."

"Madam!"

At this moment, the British director's servant ran out. Seeing his mistress being wronged, he raised his stick and rushed over without a word.

He casually grabbed his suit jacket and swiftly pulled out two pistols from his side. Just as he was about to steady himself, he fired the first shot and it hit the leg of the first person who ran over.

With the sound of the gunshot, the entire hall fell into chaos. The screams of the women rose and fell, rushing into the room.

However, because there were too many people running for their lives, all of them were stuck and thus, curses rang out in all directions. It was truly a lively scene.

Soon after, a gun muzzle was pointed at Bai Lihua, who was lying in the servant's arms. The other gun was for her mother, who was watching the show.

"Please be lenient, young master. We are all friends of the chairman. If there's anything you need, let's talk."

At this time, a person ran over from behind. He looked like a butler.

"Although you say that we are all distinguished guests, for no reason at all, you sent your servants out to beat people up. Is this your way of treating guests?"

Xiang Ziqin didn't put down the gun in his hand. He liked to look at the frightened expressions of the two women in front of him.

"Mister, I don't know who you are …"

The housekeeper saw that they were not people to be trifled with. Other than smiling, there was really nothing else he could do. He first asked for a title and then asked the British to think of a way to deal with the situation.

"I'm recommending the young master to the family. If the chairman has any dissatisfaction, he can come to my house at any time. I'll be waiting for you."

After saying that, he turned around and signaled his men to put down their guns before opening the door. Then, he left in his car.

It was probably because he couldn't face the cold spring spirit and had sent his best medical team over, but he still hadn't appeared.

Bai Jiran stood outside the door looking at the entrance, thinking, this guy really has quite the temperament.

Back then, he had refused to hide it from her, saying that it would only make things worse if she knew about it. It was he who had bitten the bullet to conceal it, saying that he could bear the consequences.

Now that he was being questioned, this fellow must be angry.

Tonight was truly cold. It was probably the coldest day of the entire winter, standing at home. Even though the door was open, he could still feel the cold seeping into his bones.

None of the servants dared to speak further, and they all acted with caution, afraid that they would offend their boss if they did anything wrong.

The boss of today was truly unhappy. Even the slightest mishap could cost him his life.

He lit up a cigarette and listened to the sounds coming from upstairs. The scenery outside the door wasn't that good. The starless moon and the withered old rattan tree made him feel uncomfortable.

"Someone, come."

"What orders do you have for me, Young Marshal?"

"Immediately get me the 'Happy' red silk. I am getting married, so the entire streets of Qinzhou will be hung with red silk. I want everyone to know that this is my young marshal's wife!"

"Yes."

He owed this to Leng Quan Ling, causing her to suffer so much and die many times. Even though she lost two children in a row, she had yet to receive a true wedding.

She had to use her own child as proof that she was being mocked by those wretched women today.

He didn't expect it to turn into this again.

If he had known earlier, he would have never left her side. He would have killed anyone who dared to mock her.

Clenching his fists tightly, the veins on Bai Jiran's forehead were exposed as all the muscles in his body tensed up before turning around and smashing towards the mirror beside him.

"Huala …"

With a loud bang, the mirror flew a few meters away before falling to the ground in pieces.

Xiao Bai was still standing there with his hand by his side. Blood was dripping from his hand.

All of this was his fault.

The cold spring spirit passed out because it was too agitated. After the injection, the doctor fell into a deep slumber and finally developed a high fever.

Bai Jiran was standing downstairs. He couldn't face the cold spring spirit, so he could only silently accompany her in another way.

"Everyone in the entire Qinzhou region views me as their savior. I never expected that I would be unable to protect you."

Bai Jiran opened her lips and said those words. When she looked down again, the floor was covered in ash.

When the cold spring spirit woke up, it was already dawn. She sat up and found that she wasn't feeling well, so she put on her shoes and went outside to pour herself a glass of water.

However, just as she walked out of the room, she froze on the spot. She raised her head to look at the large red silk decorations in the room, blankly looking towards the door.

Downstairs in the hall, everyone was busy with their decorations, the red silk hanging in every corner, and the windows of the furniture covered with wedding letters.

What should have been a joyful atmosphere, upon seeing the eyes of the cold spring spirit, suddenly became so glaring.

"Madam, you're awake?"

A servant came to deliver the water. When he saw the cold spring spirit standing in the corridor, he hurriedly ran over.

"Who told you to hang red lanterns here?"

Leng Quan Ling's expression was cold as she turned around and pointed at the crimson red light covering the entire house.

The servants were originally immersed in the joy of their boss's wedding, but they did not expect their mistress to wake up without being pleasantly surprised. Not only was she cold and indifferent, but she was also a little angry. For a time, they did not know how to reply.

"I'm asking you, who are you? I want you all to display your decorations in the mansion. It's a red one!"

Leng Quan Ling saw that the servant in front of her was hesitating and not saying a word, a wave of evil in her heart surged up, as she shouted at her.

The servant was scared stiff. He kneeled down, trembling, not daring to raise his head.

"Yes …" It's the Young Marshal. He said that he wanted to marry you and that the entire Qin Province would be decorated with red. The Residence did not dare to slack off even a single bit. "

When the cold spring spirit heard this, her eyes immediately became sharp. Her clear pupils suddenly contracted. A trace of hatred appeared in her eyes.

"You're awake?"

At this time, Xiao Bai walked out from the room next door. He only came out because he heard the sound.

"You asked them to put red on the house?"

Cold Spring Spirit pointed at Bai Ran and saw that his fingertips were trembling. He gritted his teeth and tried his best to control his emotions.

"Right, I want to marry you as soon as possible …"