HRPM – Chapter 429 A Fierce Revenge

But ever since meeting Xiao Luo, she had never once managed to gain the upper hand against him.

Instead, she had suffered her first setback in love.

She had been wrapped around his little finger.

It was the first time she had ever experienced heartbreak.

She had never understood what it meant to have a broken heart until she saw him embracing another woman so intimately.

That unbearable bitterness…

The feeling of wanting to cry but being unable to…

That, she finally realized, was what heartache felt like.

It was all that damned cripple’s fault for making her end up like this.

“Luoluo, you’ve misunderstood me. I’ll explain everything to you properly.”

Seeing that Jin Luoluo was still genuinely angry, Xiao Luo felt both amused and helpless.

Bulaya’s joke had gone far too far.

Since Luoluo didn’t know how he truly felt about her, of course she would believe whatever she heard.

“Explain? I’m not listening to your explanations! You’re an expert at talking your way out of things. You can make even the wrong sound completely reasonable. I’m not going to listen to your nonsense!”

“Hmph. It’s hot today, and nobody ever comes to this place. Take your time enjoying the mosquitoes’ banquet.”

Jin Luoluo gave the door another hard kick before striding away.

She wasn’t going to listen to his excuses.

He was just like her in one respect.

When it came to talking, he could make the dead sound alive.

An explanation was just another form of cover-up.

Completely unnecessary.

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After returning to Chaoyang Palace, Jin Luoluo unpacked her belongings, enjoyed a luxurious bath filled with flower petals, and changed out of her dusty traveling clothes.

Before long, several maids came in to help her get dressed and ready before leading her toward the eastern side hall for dinner.

As she stepped into the courtyard, she glanced toward the buildings on the eastern side.

Within Chaoyang Palace, Jin Luoluo occupied the west wing, while Xiao Che stayed in the east wing.

A garden lay between them, separating the two residences as they faced one another from afar.

“Jin Luoluo, you seem to be in quite a good mood.”

Xiao Che walked slowly toward her along the wooden covered corridor.

Having arrived at the palace, he had changed into more casual clothes.

He carried an air of relaxed elegance now, making him somewhat more pleasant to look at.

But the moment he saw her, his expression darkened again.

What a moody fellow.

“Heh… I’m always in a good mood. Since I’ve come to the imperial residence to have fun, of course I’m going to enjoy myself.”

The real reason, of course, was that locking that lecherous cripple Xiao Luo inside an abandoned hall to become mosquito food had been incredibly satisfying.