Chapter 345 The Mad Young Master 6 (1/2)

Chapter 345 The Mad Young Master 6 "I want to see her as a person, and also see how good her...medical skills are."

He paused, his slender fingers unconsciously tightening their grip on the sachet, his gaze fixed on the swaying bamboo shadows outside the window, his tone full of meaning.

Let him see for himself who this audacious woman, who is now nominally his wife, really is.

Was the silver needle that calmed his raging nerves a lucky accident, or was it for a specific purpose?

Butler Li felt a chill run down his spine, realizing that the young master had developed an interest in this young mistress.

"Yes, young master, I will go and invite the young mistress right away."

He dared not delay and quickly bowed in response.

The study fell silent again. Lu Qianhan sat alone in the interplay of light and shadow, his pale face expressionless.

He took the plain brocade sachet to his nose again and gently sniffed it. The cool, herbal scent was faint yet pleasant.

Waiting no longer seems so unbearable.

He even had a faint sense of anticipation for meeting this bride who was brought in to bring him good luck.

When Zi Xi was led in by the butler, this was the scene that Lu Qianhan saw.

She stood in the doorway, bathed in the sole light of the morning sun. Her light blue cheongsam fit her perfectly, outlining her exquisite curves just right.

The stand-up collar of the cheongsam hugged Zi Xi's slender neck, the shoulder line gliding smoothly over her thin shoulders, and the slightly tapered waist accentuated her delicate and supple figure.

The hemline follows the natural curve of her hips, slitting at her ankles, and as she stands quietly, she exudes a subtle yet captivating charm.

The morning light seemed to favor her, making her look like... a classical beauty from the Republican era.

If it were an ordinary girl, she would probably have gone weak in the knees and panicked under Lu Qianhan's gaze, at a loss for what to do.

But Zi Xi did not.

She lowered her eyes slightly, her gaze fixed on the edge of the light spot a step in front of her, her expression as calm as a deep pool of water that could not be disturbed.

Finally, Lu Qianhan, who was in the shadows, spoke.

His voice was much clearer than when he roared last night, carrying a kind of indifference and detachment that comes from someone who has long held a high position.

"Su Zixi".

"The Su family sent you here to bring good luck; we both know exactly what they're up to."

Lu Qianhan pronounced her name accurately, his tone flat.

"No matter what methods you used, you managed to make me fall asleep last night."

"From now on, stay in your position and behave yourself. The Lu family will not lack food for you, nor will they mistreat a nominal young mistress."

He deliberately emphasized the word "sleep," with a hint of barely perceptible sarcasm.

"But if you have other ulterior motives, then for our Lu family, one more accident or one less person in this remote mountain compound is not such a big deal."

Lu Qianhan paused, then her next words carried an undisguised threat.

This is a stark warning.

She was warned not to try anything funny, not to have any delusions, and that only by being a dutiful and nominal young mistress of the Lu family could she save her life.

Zi Xi listened quietly, her face showing no sign of humiliation or intimidation.

She slowly raised her head only after he finished speaking.

“Young Master Lu, I think you’ve misunderstood. I didn’t agree to the marriage for good luck voluntarily.”

Zi Xi's voice was not loud, but it was very clear.

Lu Qianhan's eyebrows twitched almost imperceptibly, as if he hadn't expected her to be so direct.

"I have no designs on the position of the young mistress of the Lu family."

"But I can cure your illness."

Zi Xi continued speaking, her gaze meeting his directly without flinching, her pace steady.

These words caused Lu Qianhan's body to tense up almost imperceptibly for a moment.

That's quite a boast.

“I will cure you, and in exchange, we will divorce in six months and you will pay for my adoptive mother’s surgery and all subsequent medical expenses.”