Rebirth: Mighty Daughter

Xiao Yunye was shocked: "If this happens, wouldn't it also affect the reputation of our Feng Mansion?"

Feng Hongluan sneered: "Our surname is Feng, and her surname is He. How can it affect the reputation of our house? Just do what I say and leave the rest to me."

"Yes, miss."

Xiao Yunye took the order and left. Feng Hongluan's eyes were cold and charming. He Jixiang, this time, you will be completely ruined.

Looking at the man who had been looking at her in the box not far away, Feng Hongluan drank tea instead of wine and raised her glass from a distance. She thanked him for leaving the decision-making power in her hands and letting her carry out the last step personally.

, ruined He Jixiang.

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Xiao Yunye lived up to Feng Hongluan's expectations. With his high level of martial arts, it was easy to remove the veil from He Jixiang's face with one move of a hidden weapon without anyone noticing.

The moment the veil flew up, Feng Hongluan clearly heard a deafening roar from the men even though they were half a street away.

She got out of the box and went downstairs in a leisurely manner. At the door of Qulou, she met Prince Jin who was leaning on the door and watching the excitement. When Prince Jin saw her, he said: "I really hate you. My sister, you

I will start without mercy."

Feng Hongluan put a cold smile on her lips: "Sometimes, being merciful to the enemy is being cruel to yourself."

"I want to know, even if she is a young lady, she is just a foster lady. How can Xiao Yunye be willing to listen to you and attack her?"

Feng Hongluan raised the corners of her lips and smiled brightly: "Didn't you tell me that I am the young lady, and she is just a foster lady."

Even if he didn't answer, King Jin didn't ask too many questions. There was a hint of appreciation in his eyes, and he looked at Feng Hongluan with a smile: "You are a bad woman, I like it."

Feng Hongluan turned her head and raised her eyebrows: "If this is a compliment, then thank you very much, King Jin."

"Oh, you praise me, I praise you, it's just a courtesy. It's late at night, and I have returned to my house. Remember, my king's eight-carriage sedan is waiting for you."

This should have been the most pleasant thing for a woman to hear, but for Feng Hongluan who was nearby, she was in no mood at all. She would agree to marry him because she just wanted to use his hand to destroy He Jixiang and Ling Che.

Let them win or lose, and make their reputation worse than death.