Yanjing, a metropolis with a population totaling tens of millions, stands as the largest city in Huaxia. If one were to stand at the top of a building in Yanjing and gaze downward, all that would be visible are endless matchbox-like structures, towering buildings of various heights densely packed together.
At this moment, atop the Ning Clan Medicinal Headquarters Building in Yanjing, two women stood on the rooftop. One wore a white velvet dress, her facial expression serene. On closer inspection, she appeared to be an extraordinarily beautiful young woman. The breeze lifted her dress slightly, causing ripples that, combined with her stunning countenance, resembled a celestial being from the heavens. Observers dared only to admire from afar; even approaching slightly would feel like desecration.
"Qingxue, do you truly intend to marry that... that Ye Mo, the one with a 'heavenly' something?" The speaker was a woman in a red dress standing beside her. Though she was also a delicate-looking woman, she paled in comparison to the one in white.
The young woman in the white dress fixed her gaze on the countless towering buildings in the distance and the ant-sized traffic of cars and people. She remained silent, as if everything had nothing to do with her.
The girl in red sighed and said, "Qingxue, I know you don't actually want to marry that useless Ye Mo. Your words about marrying him at that gathering were likely just a fit of anger or using that useless person as a shield.
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But, Qingxue, for women of our status, matters of marriage are no longer something we can decide for ourselves. Blocking once is fine, but there will be many more times. If every time you use that useless person as a shield, with the methods of those young masters in the capital, he might disappear forever. Then you won't have any excuse."
The girl in the white dress frowned and said, "I didn't ask anyone to kill him. Besides, what does his life or death have to do with me? Since the time of our engagement, I didn't even know whether he had a round or flat face. If he really got killed, it would be his own fault. Mu Mei, didn't you say he's currently facing difficulties in life? Give him one million, consider it his reward for being my shield. Don't mention this person again. I am me, and he is him. We have no relationship whatsoever."
"Qingxue, if you give him a million, aren't you just asking him to die sooner? Do you know what kind of person he is? A scion of a prestigious family who became a discarded son, though he lacks the qualifications to act like one. With a million, he would immediately flaunt his arrogance all over the streets. I suggest giving him twenty thousand instead." Mu Mei, the woman called Mu Mei, hastily suggested.
"Fine, you go handle it. I don't want to bother with these matters anymore." After saying this, the woman in the white dress no longer cared to utter another word. She simply stared blankly at the distant sky, leaving her thoughts unknown.