Chapter 554: I Give You Respect, You Give Me a Green Hat!
Hou Yirong's footsteps suddenly halted.
A force at his feet firmly held him back.
"Second Master, as long as I can save Nangong Chang, I'm willing to pay any price!" Su Jingshu pleaded, prostrating on the ground, gripping Hou Yirong's trousers tightly.
In her humble and pleading voice, all the previous resentment had vanished, replaced only by profound fear.
She was afraid that he wouldn't even spare a way out for Nangong Chang.
Hou Yirong furrowed his brows, turned his head, and looked down at the woman by his feet.
A cold and bloodthirsty gleam appeared in his eyes, and his thin lips parted slightly. "Su Jingshu, your current appearance truly disgusts me."
Each word was icy and heartless.
Su Jingshu's face turned pale.
She tightened her grip on Hou Yirong's trousers, exerting even more force, but she refused to let go.
Once again, she pleaded, "Second Master, Nangong Chang can't die. Spare his life, please."
Hou Yirong looked at Su Jingshu with a sneer, his voice cold as a blade. "To save Nangong Chang, are you willing to exchange it with your own life?"
"Fine!" Su Jingshu nodded without hesitation.
A glimmer of light appeared in her anxious eyes.
This change in Su Jingshu didn't escape Hou Yirong's notice, and he furrowed his brows involuntarily.
"Hmph!" He let out a cold snort and heartlessly said, "Unfortunately, your life is worthless to me."
Hou Yirong forcefully freed his hand from Su Jingshu's grasp and took two steps back.
Looking down at Su Jingshu from a superior position, his eyes filled with contempt, as if he were gazing at an ant.
A trace of panic suddenly surged in Su Jingshu's eyes, and she felt an indescribable sense of unease.
She couldn't tell what triggered it, but a look of realization appeared on her dignified yet disheveled face.
She looked up at Hou Yirong, his deep gaze, and asked with a resigned tone, "What about the Su family?"
"What if I use the Su family as an exchange for Nangong Chang's life?"
For the Hou family, this deal was not a loss; it could even be said to be a significant gain.
Hou Yirong's face revealed a different expression as the icy smirk at the corner of his lips gradually solidified.
"Su Jingshu, have you gone mad? Using the entire Su family to exchange for Nangong Chang's life, what are you scheming?"
Previously, he thought Su Jingshu was brainless, desperately seeking his help for the Nangong family. It was truly unthinkable.
But now, looking at Su Jingshu's current appearance, it seemed as if she had been cursed by Nangong Chang.
Even though the Su family was not the most prominent among the six major clans, their wealth and influence couldn't be compared to ordinary industry newcomers or billionaires.
To exchange the entire Su family for Nangong Chang's life, this woman was truly delusional.
Su Jingshu stared fixedly at Hou Yirong.
Seeing the clear changes in his facial expression, hope ignited within her heart once again.
"Second Master, can we use the Su family to exchange for Nangong Chang's life? This deal won't cause any loss to the Hou family, I just want him to live!"
Hou Yirong's gaze darkened slightly, and there was a sinister danger brewing deep within his eyes.
He approached Su Jingshu, his hands slender and attractive, forcefully grasping her hair.
"Ah!"
Su Jingshu's hair was yanked forcefully, causing her to cry out in pain.
Hou Yirong not only didn't ease his grip but exerted even more force.
As if he intended to use this pain to restore Su Jingshu's clarity and sanity.
Forced to lift her head, Su Jingshu's eyes glistened with tears due to the pain.
Hou Yirong carefully examined her with his dark eyes, and a faint smile suddenly appeared in his gaze.
He asked Su Jingshu in a deep voice, "Do you like Nangong Chang that much?"
Like?
As soon as this word was mentioned, a sense of confusion appeared in Su Jingshu's eyes.
For so many years, she had been chasing after Nangong Chang's footsteps.
At some point, he had become her obsession, her unyielding pursuit.
The master of Nan Yin Temple had advised her that he was a fate she couldn't force, a stumbling block on her path.
Qin Ruan had also told her that everything in this world had its causes and consequences, and all things were subject to the cycle of karma. Good and evil, fortune and misfortune, all depended on it.
One should not force anything, and the blessings and merits earned couldn't withstand depletion. She should take care of herself.
Something that had never belonged to her from the beginning, using all means to force it would only lead to emptiness in the end.
The Nangong family had indeed committed countless evil deeds over the years, harming countless people to obtain what they desired.
In recent years, they had used those methods against the Hou family and other clans as well.
But she still wholeheartedly led the Su family to support the Nangong family.
Kneeling before Hou Yirong now, her only request was for one person.
Nangong Chang had become her obsession.
Whether she liked him or not, she couldn't judge anymore.
Years of following him had made her body and mind see only Nangong Chang.
Huo Yirong noticed the confusion in Su Jingshu's eyes and forcefully pulled her up from the ground by her hair.
Su Jingshu was forced to stand in front of Hou Yirong, her bewildered expression replaced by pain.
After she stood up, Hou Yirong didn't release his grip on her hair but instead dragged her by it towards the bathroom in the bedroom.
"Bang!"
Su Jingshu was thrown onto the washbasin by Hou Yirong.
Just like discarding trash.
The force used was strong, showing no mercy whatsoever.
Hou Yirong took large strides to stand behind Su Jingshu.
Su Jingshu, who was leaning on the washbasin, had her hair pulled again.
Hou Yirong forcefully pulled her hair backward.
In a deep voice, he sounded near Su Jingshu's ear, "Take a look at yourself in the mirror. Is there even a trace of the grace and demeanor of a noblewoman left?"
Su Jingshu looked into the mirror and saw herself in a sorry state, disheveled and filled with fear and unease. Her face, contorted due to pain, was difficult to look at directly.
Was the woman in the mirror really her?
Her complexion was pale, her carefully applied makeup was smudged, and her eyes revealed a strange madness.
Su Jingshu, who had lived a refined life from childhood to adulthood, had never seen herself in such a wretched state before.
Hou Yirong released his grip and walked forward, standing beside Su Jingshu to wash his hands.
A drop of water splashed onto his slightly raised eyelashes, causing Hou Yirong's eyes to tremble slightly.
He took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "Over these years, I believe I have treated you well. I haven't been involved with anyone else, out of respect for you. The entire Hou family values you, but what have you given me in return? A brightly colored cuckold's hat! Despite the friendship between the Hou and Su families, I haven't touched you, yet here you are, coming to me to beg for mercy on behalf of Nangong Chang."
After finishing washing his hands, Huo Yirong picked up a towel from the rack.
He leisurely dried his hands and coldly glanced at Su Jingshu, saying, "I even want to open up your head and see what's inside it."
"I don't like you, and you don't like me. Why force ourselves to be together?" Su Jingshu's tone was icy, displaying her pride.
Perhaps the current state of disarray made it difficult for her to accept herself in this condition. Her sense of humility had diminished.
Hou Yirong sneered, "Whether you like it or not, when you marked yourself as mine, you did things that embarrassed me. I won't let anyone else have what I don't want. If it were someone else, they wouldn't even have the chance to appear before me."
"Su Jingshu, the only reason you're still alive right now is because of the friendship between our families and the bond we had when we were young."
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