HRPM – Chapter 413 Each with Their Own Secrets

Mu Yun’s curiosity got the better of her, and she began speculating about the relationship between the two.

The more Jin Luoluo listened, the more she ground her teeth in frustration. Even an outsider could tell there was something intimate between them.

She turned back for another look.

He was still gently comforting the woman, his arm wrapped around her so protectively, as though he feared she might vanish like smoke if he let go.

The woman nestled delicately in his embrace, weeping with tears streaming down her face. They looked exactly like the hero and heroine reunited after a heartbreaking separation.

What are they doing, filming some romantic drama?

Hmph! This shameless adulterous couple doesn’t even care that they’re embracing in public. They have no sense of decency—they ought to be thrown into a pig cage a hundred times!
(Author’s note: Luoluo is furious, so everything she sees is naturally exaggerated through the lens of jealousy~~)

Xiao Yu caught up with her, his expression gloomy.

“Luoluo… do you know your eyes are practically shooting flames? Do you really care that much about Seventeenth Uncle and Ya Ya?”

He had noticed the anger Jin Luoluo had been displaying ever since Ya Ya appeared.

She was obviously jealous.

Jealous of Seventeenth Uncle—and intensely so.

He had always felt there was an indescribable chemistry between her and Seventeenth Uncle. Yet the two of them had done nothing but bicker and tease each other, with neither ever openly showing any affection.

But now, Luoluo clearly cared deeply about everything concerning Seventeenth Uncle—so much so that she had completely lost her usual composure.

He had been the first to meet her.

He had always comforted himself with the thought that even if she didn’t like him, at least she didn’t like anyone else either. The fact that she disliked his Third Brother had allowed him to keep hoping.

But when had she quietly fallen for someone else?

And why did it have to be the Seventeenth Uncle he respected the most?

Xiao Yu felt as though his heart had split cleanly in two.

There was heartbreak.

There was disappointment.

There was sorrow beyond words.

Jin Luoluo shot him a fierce glare.

“When was I shooting flames? I just can’t stand people who act all proper and dignified, only to have their true colors exposed the moment they step into a brothel.”

With his arms folded across his chest, Xiao Che sneered,

“Even if Seventeenth Uncle likes that woman, what does it have to do with you? You’re sticking your nose into things that don’t concern you. Seventeenth Uncle has never had a woman by his side before. It’s a rare thing for him to finally care about someone—that should be good news. If he truly likes her, it would be a fine match if Father Emperor granted them a marriage.”

Xiao Che had naturally noticed Jin Luoluo’s unusual reaction as well.

At that moment, everything became clear to him.

Then came overwhelming anger, mixed with an unmistakable bitterness rising in his chest, leaving him unable to stop himself from mocking Jin Luoluo with cutting sarcasm.