Chapter 152 Destined to Be Her Enemy

Chapter 152 Destined to Be Her Enemy

Yongning Hou smiled and said: "Who doesn't want a ton of wealth? Besides, if you want to accomplish something, you need money.

Since you like that girl, go ahead and do it. Dad won’t stop you.”

Gu Yucheng raised his head with a sullen face and drank the tea in the cup. He put the cup down, stood up and said, "She already has someone she likes, and that person is Prince Ling."

After a pause, he added: "Maybe God destined that she and I can only be enemies!"

After leaving these words, he turned and walked out.

That night.

Inside the Xishan Villa.

Just as Shen Linchuan finished tormenting Song Mingzhu, he heard a knock on the door.

His sister Shen Suyun's voice came from outside: "Second brother, Miss Wen is here, she is waiting for you in the flower hall."

Hearing this, Shen Linchuan quickly put on his clothes and went out. He looked at the time and couldn't help but feel suspicious. What was Wen Ruqing doing here so late?

When he arrived at the flower hall, he saw Wen Ruqing sitting on a chair with a gloomy face.

Seeing him come in, she immediately got angry and picked up the teacup beside her and threw it at him, saying, "I saved you, not to let you live happily."

Shen Linchuan dodged and the teacup fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

He frowned, feeling unhappy but still patiently asked, "Why is Miss Wen so angry?"

Wen Ruqing raised her head and said in a cold voice: "That woman must be Song Mingzhu, right? Are you fantasizing about becoming the son-in-law of the Cheng'en Marquis's mansion?"

"Isn't it possible?"

Shen Linchuan asked her with a smile.

Wen Ruqing sneered, she stood up and walked to Shen Linchuan and said: "What a pity, your beautiful dream is about to be shattered.

Perhaps you don't know this yet, but today Song Shiwei sued her father, Cheng Enbo Song Moting, in the Dali Temple for murdering his wife and stealing her property. Song Moting has already pleaded guilty and is just waiting for His Majesty's decision.

You want to be the son-in-law of Marquis Cheng'en, but Marquis Cheng'en is about to die.

I really underestimated Song Shiwei. I didn't expect that she would put justice above her own family and push her own father to the guillotine."

"what?"

Shen Linchuan was truly shocked. He had promised the Crown Prince that he would take the wealth of Marquis Cheng'en's Mansion for him, but now Marquis Cheng'en was in jail!

And this was actually the work of Song Shiwei. Has this woman become so cruel that she even spared her own father?

Wen Ruqing gritted her teeth and said bitterly, "He stole all of Lord Cheng En's property from the Xu family.

There is no doubt that the person who will inherit this property in the end will be Song Shiwei.

She was truly vicious. In order to take back the family property, she even put her own father to death.

It's hateful that the people were bewitched by her. Instead of scolding her for being a traitor, they all stood on her side and praised her for sacrificing her own relatives for the sake of justice. It's really hateful."

She thought that Song Shiwei would be infamous for suing Song Moting, but she unexpectedly got away with it.

Song Shiwei already had the title of No. 1 Scholar bestowed by His Majesty. If she were to inherit the Xu family's business, who else in the capital could be as successful as her?

This is a bad sign. If Song Shiwei continues to be so successful, not to mention Xiao Jingheng, I'm afraid all the men in Beijing will bow down to her.

The news was so shocking that Shen Linchuan was caught off guard for a moment.

Without the piece of fat meat of the Cheng'en Marquis's Mansion, how could he seek credit from His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?

He clenched his hands and said in a cold voice: "Miss Wen, as the daughter of the Duke of Zhenguo, don't you have anyone you can use?

Since Song Shiwei is blocking your way, you might as well get rid of her once and for all, so as to avoid any more trouble. "

Wen Ruqing sneered, "You dare to think of killing Song Shiwei in the capital.

If Song Shiwei really died in the capital, it would definitely cause an uproar.

This is the emperor's feet. I would not risk my life to take action in the capital. Besides, if I can kill her, what use would I have for you?"

She looked at Shen Linchuan's dim voice and said, "Why don't you help me kill her?

If it's you, it's legitimate and no one will doubt it, how about it?"

Shen Linchuan was shocked. If he took action, he would be dead. He was not that stupid.

When Wen Ruqing saw him hesitating, she turned cold and scolded him sternly, "Why are you afraid of death? Don't forget who saved your life.

Since you have no such ability, there is no need to save your life."

As she spoke, she called out, "Ghost Crow."

A man in black came as fast as lightning and put the sword in his hand across Shen Linchuan's neck.

He was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat.

He said: "Ms. Wen...Ms. Wen, I want to take Song Shiwei's life even more than you do.

She ruined my chance to return to the Cheng En Marquis's Mansion, and I will not let her go."

Wen Ruqing didn't want to listen to his empty words, she sat on the chair and played with her nails, and said in a faint voice: "What's the use of having a mouth?

Since the hand is useless, it is better to just cut it off."

The ghost crow grabbed Shen Linchuan's arm and was about to chop off one of his arms.

Shen Linchuan was so frightened that he shouted, "I have an idea."

Wen Ruqing waved her hand, signaling the ghost crow to stop. She looked at Shen Linchuan and said with a smile: "Tell me about it."

Shen Linchuan took a deep breath, calmed himself and said, "I said that Song Shiwei's advocacy of women divorcing their husbands would definitely cause public resentment. If there is no public resentment, Miss Wen can create it.

Money makes the world go round. Miss Wen doesn't need to do it herself. She can just find those people who are willing to risk their lives for money to help her.

As long as you don’t reveal your identity, you won’t be traced back to me.”

Wen Ruqing understood what he meant. This was hiring a killer to kill someone, and the murder had to be reasonable and logical and not arouse suspicion.

She snorted: "That's easy to say, where can I find such a suitable person?"

Shen Linchuan said in a deep voice: "I know someone!"

He took a few steps forward and told Wen Ruqing the man's identity information.

After listening, Wen Ru glanced at him and said, "I will send someone to investigate. If it is useful, your life can be spared. If it is useless, it will be your death!"

After leaving these words, she left with the man named Gui Ya.

After she left, Shen Linchuan's legs went weak and he barely managed to stand by holding onto a chair, but there was a raging fire in his eyes.

It's really frustrating to live under someone else's roof, with your life in the hands of others and being manipulated by them.

"Second brother."

Shen Suyun ran in and asked, "Why did Miss Wen come to see you so late?"

Shen Linchuan was a little upset and didn't want to say a word to his sister. He turned around with a cold face and went back to his room.

Then he took out a piece of letter from a vase in the Treasure Pavilion.

He put the letter on the table, and suddenly he felt a chill on his back. A long sword was pressed against his neck and said coldly, "Don't move."

Shen Linchuan didn't move.

The masked assassin behind him reached out and took the letter he had placed on the table. After seeing the contents of the letter, his expression changed.

Shen Linchuan smiled slightly and said, "Please give this letter to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

How could he not know that the prince had sent people to secretly monitor his every move, trying to get the suicide note left by his father from him.

What he had given to the prince before was only a part of it.

It's time to show the remaining chips.