The concubine is soft and delicate, making her the treacherous minister's white moonlight

Chapter 27 He would take the risk

Lin Mowan stopped outside the crowd and looked at the man in front of her from a distance. The man frowned, and his initial gentle suspicion turned into guilty avoidance.

The situation was deadlocked for a few seconds, and Jiang Wenqing coughed lightly to barely regain Lin Mowan's sanity. She turned her head, intending to glare at Jiang Wenqing, but Shen Weiyuan's gaze was too hot, and he forcibly diverted her gaze.

Meeting his deep, silent and dark eyes, Lin Mowan instantly came to her senses and her mind calmed down a lot.

Jiang Wenqing glared at her and reprimanded her in a low voice: "All the adults are here, you must not be rude."

Lin Mowan lowered her eyes and said nothing. She just turned to look at Zhou Shiran, her eyes full of inquiry and resentment. She silently repeated the name in her heart: Zhou Shiran, Zhou Shiran, Shiran... What did he want to be relieved of?
Jiang Wenqing seemed to have noticed that Lin Mowan's expression was a little abnormal. He frowned, looked at Zhou Shiran and then at Lin Mowan with some trepidation, and asked anxiously, "Do you know each other?"

Of course he knew her. Lin Mowan looked at the familiar person in front of her. It was him. He took advantage of her trust, drugged her, and sent her to Shen Weiyuan's bed.

How could she forget? Three years ago, even though she had used her last bit of clarity to grab his clothes and beg him not to do that, he didn't show any mercy and decisively took the money and left.

Actually, they were childhood sweethearts. His real name was Pei Jingjian. They had known each other since childhood and were neighbors.

At that time, their house was next to Lin Mowan and Lin Yirou's yard, and only Pei Jingjian and his mother lived there. They were not rich and could only barely make ends meet.

I still remember that when he was a child, he always came to the other garden to help every now and then. At that time, Lin Yirou had not yet been targeted by Gongshu Tingyue. After a few visits, he became close to Lin Mowan. The two gradually became familiar with each other and have been playing together since they can remember.

But ever since Lin Mowan's mother was raped and she was rescued, they haven't seen each other since.

Until they met again three years ago, she was delighted at first. After all, in her remaining memories, besides Jiang Wenqing, Pei Jingjian was the person she remembered most clearly. At that time, she had just recovered from a serious injury and the panic brought about by memory disorder made her unable to find the slightest sense of security. Naturally, she took this familiarity as a life-saving straw and clung to it.

It was not until the evening of that day, when she drank the hot tea he handed her as usual and felt weak and dizzy, that she realized she had been drugged.

First her hands and feet became weak, then her eyes went black, and finally she lost her voice. When he pushed away her hand that was grabbing his clothes, he ignored her desperate plea, and although he was full of guilt and apology, he said something that made her even more desperate. He said, "Awan, please help me this time. I really need that money."

She never saw him again afterwards. She had originally thought that they might never see each other again in this lifetime. She had never imagined that they would meet again in this way and on such an occasion in their lifetime.

He probably thought Lin Mowan was dead, and he actually changed her name to such a disgusting one, Zhou Shiran. She didn't understand, what was he going to be relieved about? What qualifications did he have to be relieved?
At this moment, facing Jiang Wenqing's question, neither of them said anything at first. Zhou Shiran lowered his eyes first, as if he wanted to deliberately avoid something.

In the end, Lin Mowan quickly calmed down, chuckled amid the gossiping eyes of the crowd, and said, "I don't know him."

She raised her eyes, and everyone understood without any doubt. They turned around and continued chatting. Only Zhou Shiran breathed a sigh of relief without showing any emotion, with a gentle smile still on his face. Although he had tried his best to disguise it well, his habit of rubbing his fingers inadvertently when he was nervous still betrayed his panic.

At this moment, Lin Mowan just turned back calmly, her eyes fell on Shen Weiyuan, but she didn't dare to look him in the eye, but took a few steps forward and bowed slightly: "Second Master." It seemed that she had come to find Shen Weiyuan from the beginning. Shen Weiyuan didn't say anything, but suppressed the doubts in his eyes, and nodded lightly as usual. Fortunately, nothing unexpected happened, and Jiang Wenqing immediately invited everyone to sit down.

Shen Weiyuan and Zhou Shiran were the last to arrive, and their timing was just right. The servants of the Marquis' Mansion presented the gifts for the old lady into the hall one by one. There were ginseng, ganoderma lucidum, jade ruyi... all of them were top-notch. What was worth mentioning was the unique and extinct painting by a famous master that had been passed down for hundreds of years and was priceless.

The old lady loved these antiques, calligraphy and paintings, and she couldn't let them go. What's more, Shen Weiyuan gave them to the Jiang family in front of so many guests, which gave the Jiang family enough face. The old lady was smiling from ear to ear, and her originally sickly look suddenly became radiant.

When the banquet officially began, there was singing and dancing in the hall, and several dignitaries gathered together to talk. Shen Weiyuan didn't like noisy things, and no one dared to come forward to chat. At most, they would come forward with a purpose to toast people, but they were often asked to leave by Wei Lin before they could say a few words.

Lin Mowan was sitting aside, having long lost the appetite for food, but the banquet had just begun. As the adopted daughter of the Jiang family, although she did not receive as much attention as Jiang Ruixue, there were still people paying attention to her whereabouts. Not wanting to cause trouble, she did not leave the table. She was sitting there in a daze, when a shadow fell at an inopportune time on the side.

Lin Mowan looked up. It was Qiu He. She greeted him and knelt on the ground. While pouring wine for Lin Mowan, she whispered, "Miss Lin, the old lady asked me to come and tell you that you must not let the Second Master think that we look down on the Shen family."

She was very polite, even smiling, but the look she gave Lin Mowan was like a condescending interrogation: "You should understand what I mean."

Of course Lin Mowan knew that Shen Weiyuan generally would not allow unimportant people to get close to him, but last time when the Jiang family hosted a banquet for him alone, the old lady asked Lin Mowan to serve him food, and he did not refuse. It seemed that she was just afraid that the Shen family would feel that the Jiang family had treated the Shen family poorly and made Shen Weiyuan unhappy, so she would use the same trick again.

But this time, Lin Mowan didn't answer. She stared at her with dead eyes. Facing the command in her words and the pressure in her eyes, there was not even a ripple in her eyes, as if she was looking at an insignificant object.

After staring at each other for a long time, Qiu He seemed to realize something from her cold eyes. He quickly softened his attitude and put on a flattering smile. She said, "Don't misunderstand, young lady. I'm just conveying the old lady's meaning. Besides, you have a good relationship with the Second Master, and you are also the face of the Jiang family. There are many people who will rush to serve the Second Master. You must seize the opportunity."

Qiu He tried to persuade her earnestly, but Lin Mowan just turned her eyes away with an indifferent expression. A trace of disgust arose in her heart. Perhaps it was the appearance of Zhou Shiran that rekindled the resentment and humiliation in her heart that had been smoothed out with the passage of time.

She did not refuse to get close to Shen Weiyuan, nor did she deny the material support Shen Weiyuan had given her over the years. He had provided her with almost everything she wanted. Even when she wanted to join the Jiang family, he only hesitated for two seconds before agreeing.

What really made her feel unbalanced was that she didn't understand why Zhou Shiran could live so well. She had always thought that he would run away and disappear after taking the money.

But unexpectedly, he used the money from selling her to buy an official position. But it makes sense, Shen Weiyuan is a person who will never allow himself to leave any stains or hidden dangers.

Even if he was being plotted against, he would rather pay money to buy a white girl than do what the other party wanted. At worst, he could deal with it afterwards. As the Marquis of Bei Ding, he would not handle such things by himself.

The atmosphere among the royal nobles was so dirty, and no one was better than anyone else. In this aristocratic circle, Shen Weiyuan was one of the few who kept himself clean. Zhou Shiran should have been very clear about Shen Weiyuan's style at the time, so he chose to take the risk and never thought that Lin Mowan would be alive afterwards.

　Thanks for catching bugs, babies~

　　
　
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