182: Chapter 182 Now, the air is much fresher.

Hearing this obvious dismissal, Murong Zhaoling's face darkened, and she was just about to lose her temper.

However, Shen Lingfu, who was by her side, beat her to it.

The little green tea lowered her eyelids slightly, her long eyelashes fluttering.

A perfectly timed look of grievance and loss instantly appeared on that pure and moving face.

She gently bit her full red lips, her two fair fingers twisting together as she spoke in a soft, sweet voice with a trace of imperceptible grievance:

"Heir... could it be that you're disliking us?"

"It makes sense. After all, Sister Murong hasn't officially joined the family yet, and I am an outsider.

The Heir is taking Sister Feiyu and Sister Xiaowu back to the mansion, so there must be some... private things to say.

We were being presumptuous."

Shen Lingfu looked up, her large, watery eyes seemingly covered in a layer of mist as she looked at Chen Shanzhi pitifully.

"Sister Murong, forget it. Since the Heir doesn't welcome us, let's not make ourselves nuisances."

This series of moves was executed smoothly and flawlessly.

It directly placed Chen Shanzhi on the hot seat!

Murong Zhaoling was already full of pent-up anger. Hearing this, her heroic eyes instantly became as sharp as knives, staring fixedly at Chen Shanzhi.

She looked ready to strike right there in the street if things didn't go her way.

Several colleagues from the Jiantian Division passing by also cast gossipy glances.

Chen Shanzhi's back teeth were nearly crushed from clenching.

What a fine 'retreat to advance' tactic, what a classic 'green tea' speech!

This girl Shen Lingfu is truly a direct daughter raised by the Treasure Pavilion; her ability to fan the flames is simply masterful.

"...How could that be?"

Chen Shanzhi took a deep breath and forced out a smile that looked worse than crying:

"How could I dislike you two?

The gates of the Marquis of Zhenguo's Mansion are wide open and you are welcome anytime.

Hurry and get on the carriage, let's go to the Marquis of Zhenguo's Mansion together."

"Really? That's wonderful!"

Shen Lingfu's expression changed instantly, her tears turning into a smile.

Like a cheerful butterfly, she pulled Murong Zhaoling's hand and turned to shout sweetly to Chen Rou:

"Auntie Chen, we haven't seen Sister Feiyu in so long, we have so many heart-to-heart things to say."

As she spoke, she practically dragged Chen Rou and Murong Zhaoling along, stuffing them all into the large, luxurious carriage of the Marquis of Zhenguo's Mansion.

The originally spacious cabin was suddenly crowded with five women.

The chirping sounds of the ladies could be heard clearly even through the carriage curtains.

Chen Shanzhi stood there, watching his occupied carriage, his mouth twitching violently.

What the hell do you mean 'haven't seen in a long time'? Didn't you all just meet?

And this was his private carriage!

Now there wasn't even a place for him to step.

Just as he was about to head to the back and find a guard's horse to make do with...

"Heir~"

A soft call that could melt one's bones rang in his ear.

Shen Lingfu had poked half her body out of the carriage again at some point.

She pointed to the extremely luxurious pink fragrant carriage nearby, which bore the emblem of the Treasure Pavilion.

"We girls are talking inside, so it might be inconvenient for a big man like the Heir to come in.

How about troubling the Heir to sit in my carriage instead?"

Chen Shanzhi gave a cold snort.

He finally understood; this little green tea was doing this on purpose today.

"Fine."

Chen Shanzhi walked with large strides toward that pink carriage.

At the moment the two of them brushed past each other.

Shen Lingfu's body leaned very subtly toward Chen Shanzhi by half an inch.

A seductive, cloying scent of rouge and powder, mixed with the unique fragrance of a young girl, wafted into Chen Shanzhi's nose.

Chen Shanzhi's footsteps paused slightly.

From the corner of his eye, he saw a charming smile suddenly bloom on Shen Lingfu's pure and harmless face.

With her back to the others, she gave Chen Shanzhi a very playful wink with her left eye.

In that look, there was thirty percent provocation, thirty percent cunning, and forty percent unhidden suggestion.

It was like a small hook with barbs, scratching fiercely at Chen Shanzhi's heart.

Before Chen Shanzhi could process it, Shen Lingfu had already nimbly retreated back into the Marquis of Zhenguo's carriage, the curtain falling and blocking his view.

Chen Shanzhi narrowed his eyes and licked his lips.

This little vixen, she dares to flirt with me right in front of my fiancée?

He turned, lifted the curtain of the Treasure Pavilion carriage, and bent over to climb inside.

As soon as he entered the cabin, Chen Shanzhi was stunned.

This wasn't a carriage; it was practically a miniature version of a lady's bedroom!

The inner walls were all lined with fine Shu brocade, and his feet stepped onto a mink fur carpet soft as clouds.

The air was filled with a thick and sweet calming incense, so fragrant it made one's bones feel weak.

Most exaggerated of all, the back half of the cabin had been directly converted into a very wide daybed!

It was covered with layers of pink soft gauze and silk pillows.

This extravagant style perfectly matched Shen Lingfu's persona as the wealthy young miss of the Treasure Pavilion.

"It's good to be rich."

Chen Shanzhi unceremoniously plopped down on the soft bed, leaned back, and lay down in a spread-eagle position.

He spread his hands out comfortably to both sides.

Suddenly, the palm of his right hand seemed to touch something extremely smooth and soft.

The touch was slightly cool, like water.

Chen Shanzhi's brow arched, and he instinctively grabbed it, holding it before his eyes to look.

It was a very small piece of undergarment.

Pale pink silk fabric, with a budding white lotus embroidered using exquisite Su embroidery.

Two long, thin straps hung down lightly.

This was clearly a woman's personal Dudou!

Chen Shanzhi's breath hitched.

He instinctively rubbed his fingers and found that a startling trace of warmth still remained on the smooth fabric.

This temperature...

It had clearly just been taken off the body not long ago!

The memory of Shen Lingfu's subtle and seductive look before he boarded the carriage flashed through Chen Shanzhi's mind.

He understood everything.

"Good grief..."

Chen Shanzhi looked at the warm Dudou in his hand and couldn't help but laugh and curse under his breath.

This little green tea, today's series of schemes was played quite smoothly.

First, she deliberately disrupted things, ruining his private time with Tang Xiaowu.

Then she blatantly arranged for him to enter her private carriage.

Finally, she actually left a freshly removed Dudou on this daybed on purpose?

This wasn't just a provocation; it was blatant seduction!

This was her secretly telling him: Don't you, Chen Shanzhi, want to cheat? My, Shen Lingfu's, flavor is much better than that submissive little girl's.

Chen Shanzhi stared at the Dudou in his hand, his eyes darkening slightly.

What red-blooded man could withstand this kind of extreme push-and-pull from a top-tier green tea?

But who was Chen Shanzhi?

The Heir of the Marquis of Zhenguo, the head of the Four Great Playboys of the current dynasty!

What kind of scene had he not witnessed?

"Playing this game with me?"

A playful, cold smile curled at the corner of Chen Shanzhi's mouth.

He was a dignified gentleman who had read the books of the sages; how could he touch a woman's undergarment of unknown origin?

That would be too beneath him!

It was just that the scent of rouge in this carriage was truly too thick.

So thick he could barely breathe.

Not only was it choking, it also stung his eyes.

No, this environment was truly too harsh.

He had to find a way to purify the air.

Chen Shanzhi let out a very natural sigh.

Then, very smoothly, he picked up the pink Dudou that still carried Shen Lingfu's body heat and naturally covered his nose with it.

Then he took a deep, long breath.

"Whew—"

Chen Shanzhi closed his eyes, an extremely comfortable expression appearing on his face.

"This air is finally much fresher."