The heroine of fast time only wants to open

Chapter 288 The Perfumer of the Republic of China 32
As a result, Mrs. Wen became ill.

The Wen family was in chaos, especially the six concubines raised in Wen Hongxuan's backyard, who were clamoring every day to split up and live alone.

Qin Yan gave each of them a sum of money and dismissed them all.

Wen Hongxuan's first wife, Wen Chengwang's mother, was so disheartened that she devoted herself to taking care of her seriously ill mother-in-law and almost never left the house.

Since then, almost all of the Wen family's advice has fallen on Ning Shulei, the pillar of the family.

Of course, Hua Xian went along with her, attending major business banquets in Urakami every day, getting to know a large number of business tycoons, and in just a few months she became a famous social butterfly in Urakami's upper class.

Spices made from small incense burners are also on sale on the first floor of Shougu.

Due to the excellent appearance and quality, there was a spice craze in Urakang, and the Wen family's business was booming.

Fancy can feel that the main line is advancing step by step. Looking at it this way, the application will be completed in less than three to five years.

Normally, apart from being busy with business, Fancy and Qin Yan hold various salons, tea parties, dinner dances, and picnics. They have come into contact with all the elites in Urakami and overseas students.

She thought such days would last until the end, until she met Rong Rong at a tea party.

When Rong Rong saw her, he looked surprised for a moment, but soon saw the ring on her hand, and his surprise turned to shock.

"you are married?"

He looked at her wearing a porcelain blue thin silk cheongsam, outlining her perfect figure, with an expensive white gold and diamond watch on her wrist, and a delicate pink pearl necklace around her neck.

On the slender and fair ring finger of her left hand, the platinum ring was very dazzling.

Hua Xian nodded and said long time no see, shopkeeper Rong.

"When did it happen?" he asked solemnly.

"months ago."

Rong Rong saw Qin Yan walking beside her, her pupils narrowed: "Wen family?"

Qin Yan said with a smile:
"Dr. Rong, I asked you to treat our old lady a month ago, and you have forgotten me so quickly? I heard that you are going abroad recently. When will you leave? I will ask the driver to take you there."

Rong Rong looked a little pale.

A few months ago, he did hear that the second master of the Wen family married another concubine, but he ended up drunk to death that day.
But Rong Rong never imagined that she would be the one to marry him.

He didn't see the old lady of the Wen family when he went to see her.

Rong Rong said a few words without being in his state and left with an excuse.

Qin Yan swung the red wine in her glass and said to Hua Xian:
"You didn't improve his favorability. The fragments are still there."

Hua Xian said: "I don't want to grind. Taking the fragments is actually equivalent to opening a new branch line. I just want to finish the main line quickly. The lower the score, the lower."

Qin Yan smiled: "Look, he looked so heartbroken when he heard that you were married and even kept him as a concubine."

After the tea party, Hua Xian received an invitation from Rong Rong.

The location was in a French restaurant. A blond pianist played the most popular song "The Last Rose of Winter". The beautiful music floated out of the window, seeming to stir up snowflakes.

winter is here.

Hua Xian entered the restaurant, took off his black fox cloak and handed it to the waiter, then stepped on high heels to find Rong Rong sitting in the corner.

Rong Rong looked at her exquisite makeup and expensive clothes, feeling a little like a world away.

The girl Pei he knew was wearing a short coat of coarse cloth. She was not elegant, but she was real.

After ordering the meal, Rong Rong still couldn't hold it back and asked:

"Why? Is it Wen Hongxuan?"

Hua Xian said: "I volunteered."

After saying that, she called the waiter to bring her a ring cigarette holder.

The cigarette rack prevents cigarette smell from remaining on your fingers.

Rong Rong watched her skillfully put the ring on her hand, put the cigarette into a small ring and stuck it, lit it, held it in her red lips, and blew out the enchanting smoke ring.

He stared at her in trance for two seconds, as if he had never known her before. ".You have learned to smoke, why?"

Hua Xian said, "Did I say that if I want to marry, I want to marry someone who can afford a wife with seven or eight bedrooms? Well, my dream has come true."

Rong Rong couldn't believe his ears:

"That's obviously because you said it to prevent Zhong Wenshan from pestering you, you..."

"Shop Manager Rong, that's what I think. I married into the Wen family just for money. In order to be able to spend as much money as I do now and become a famous social butterfly, everyone who sees me will support me."

Rong Rong was shocked and at a loss at first, and then became more and more broken down and angry as he listened.

"I really misread you."

There was both anger and grievance and heartbreak in his tone.

Before the food came, I paid the money and walked away.

As soon as Hua Xian left, he put out his cigarette and threw it into the trash can.

Really, I almost quit. I took a sip today and my addiction came back.

I hope that if she is so irritated today, Rong Rong will give up and go abroad obediently, and not add other subplots and prolong the plot.

Facts have proved that she really went too far today. Rong Rong was heartbroken and his favorability dropped to 0.
He never appeared again and disappeared very neatly.

Not only him, but also Kong Er.

Three years later, before Mrs. Wen died of illness, she invited a master from Chongfu Temple to convert her, and Kong'er also came.

Compared with the way he looked three or four years ago, the boy has grown up. He is wearing a golden monk's robe and standing next to his master with a Mitsubishi staff. He already has the demeanor of a senior monk.

However, there was no longer the embarrassment and youthfulness in his eyes that he had seen when he was a teenager.

There seemed to be only calmness, compassion, calmness and ruthlessness in those eyes.
Qin Yan said to her:
"If you follow the normal plot, you should have more contact with him, gradually open his heart, and drag him into the world of mortals. But you chose to be the evil heroine, and he became a truly ascetic monk."

It's pretty good to be fancy.

The plot characters who like her are all miserable in the end, without exception.

So don't love her anymore.

After Mrs. Wen died, she was buried on Chongfu Mountain.

Hua Xian followed him to the funeral. When he went down the mountain, he looked at the winding mountain road and subconsciously looked back at the cold and lonely temple.

But this time there was no young monk in yellow waiting for her to deliver the sachet.

Once the road is gone, there is no turning back.

A year later, on Wen Chengwang's 11th birthday, he had someone rent a cruise ship for him on the Pujiang River.

"Girl Huan, are you coming?" the young man asked.

Hua Xian paused and said, "I won't come."

Wen Chengwang was silent for a long time and asked:

"Have your family not forgiven you yet?"

The fancy dress shrugged indifferently:

"How can you forgive me? I abandoned them, became your father's concubine, and came to your house to enjoy the glory and wealth alone."

The young man looked at her and shook his head:
"You don't care about our family's money at all. I can see that you just want to develop the incense industry. You and my aunt are both strange and complicated people."

Huanxian smiled and flicked his head: "You're so mean-spirited, you brat!"

Wen Chengwang suddenly stopped talking and raised his head after a while:

"Sister, just tell Girl Huan for me that my family bought a new telescope, and this time I can see more stars."

(End of this chapter)