HRPM – Chapter 143 A Five-Way Love Affair?

“Rip everything up and throw it away.”

Yang Ruoyao’s cold voice carried a trace of resentment.

She would never accept anything that belonged to Jin Luoluo—not only would she refuse it, she would destroy it.

The maid was shocked. There were so many clothes—if the young lady didn’t want to wear them, they could at least be given to the servants. Throwing them away would be such a waste.

But she didn’t dare disobey. Trembling, she asked, “What about the ten pieces signed by the prince? After all, he personally wrote those signatures… shouldn’t those be kept?”

“Throw them away as well.” Yang Ruoyao’s voice turned even colder.

She wouldn’t take anything that had been begged for—even if those were the words she had longed for the most. Besides, those signatures were originally obtained by Jin Luoluo asking him to sign them; she had no intention of accepting her favor.

What she wanted, she would fight for with her own hands.

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“Have you found out who that man is?”

With bandages wrapped around her hands and feet, Jin Luoluo sat in a cushioned chair like a plaster statue.

Tilting her head—still crooked from being hit—she was reading a summary of the recent product launch.

Even amid her busy schedule, she had still found time to have You Shou investigate the identity of the mysterious man on the boat.

The more mysterious he was, the more it stirred her desire to uncover his true face. He had excellent archery skills, and an incredibly sharp tongue.

Most importantly, he dared to take advantage of her—Jin Luoluo. He was the first person ever to do so.

To be defeated like that by him—she was extremely unwilling to accept it.

You Shou shook his head. “Miss, we couldn’t find out his identity. I used all my connections and asked everyone at the docks. They only said that the boat appears on the lake from time to time, especially at night. Judging by the boat, it must belong to someone important and influential in the capital.”

“So mysterious? This is only the second real rival I’ve encountered in my life, and I haven’t even seen his face yet. How frustrating.”

Jin Luoluo bit the end of her pen, recalling that man’s voice—pure and beautiful like a blue lotus—yet his words were infuriatingly sharp.

A typical scheming mastermind, and the kind that’s extremely deceptive—like a beautiful poppy flower: alluring and captivating on the outside, but hiding a seductive poison within.