The Anarchic Consort

“Damn that lowlife!” Once she returned to her room, Helian Jiao Er swept everything on the wood table to the ground.

Her servant girl kneeled on the ground and basically didn’t dare to stand up.

Helian Jiao Er’s fingers constricted tightly as her sharp fingernails sunk into the white handkerchief in the palm of her hand. Contained within her eyes was an unprecedented evil. “Based on the academy’s custom, every year, two representatives from two compounds would be selected to accompany Retired Emperor to go burn incense and pray for blessings at the Hidden Spirit Temple. You return and tell Mother, have mother think of a way to appear and journey together with Retired Emperor’s retinue. I really want to see, with mother’s presence, how that lowlife can still continue to be so rampant!”

The servant girl promptly lowered her head and hurriedly replied ‘yes’, then withdrew.

And within Helian Jiao Er’s eyes resided an unprecedented maliciousness, as if they’d been seeped in arsenic. Terrible winds seemed to be coming.

Before Third Prince chooses a consort, she must thoroughly pluck out that slut, absolutely can’t let His Highness discover her ability in armaments!

It was night.

At a restaurant in the Commerce Plaza, bustling with noise and excitement.

A crowd of people encircled this place. They’re celebrating the victory today.

Helian Wei Wei originally planned to only drink a little, yet after she accepted a group of ‘little brothers’, everybody wanted to come and offer her wine to show their respect.

Wei Wei had never been one to adhere strictly to conventions. What’s more, during modern times, everytime after she and her ‘brothers’ accomplished a mission, they’d go to German street and casually find a place to drink beer, partying the whole night.

That’s why, Wei Wei’s ability to hold alcohol was actually not bad.

However, she miscalculated the alcohol content of the sorghum wine from ancient times…

“Chief, come, I’ll down another one with you!” A young lad who spoke extremely heroically lifted the cup in one of his hands, the other hand scratched the back of his head. “In the past, I misunderstood chief, I ask that chief, as a person of great moral stature, please overlook my previous offenses!”

Wei Wei let go of the hand she used to support her forehead, one couldn’t make out any vestige of drunkenness from her mildly smiling face as she raised her glass and clinked it against the youngster’s and raised her head to down the remaining fine wine.

In any case, today’s a happy day, so let’s drink away.

This was the first time since Wei Wei arrived in this other world, that she felt the return of her previous hot blood.

Actually, when she first arrived at Dragon War Empire, she hadn’t wanted to appear so indifferent. During the modern era, she didn’t experience anything like affection, and didn’t expect that it was even more so in this ancient era.

Precisely because it’s like this that the emotional memories in her tool of a body could grip her heart so firmly.

Grandfather, mother…if it weren’t for those people, she wouldn’t have possessed the affections she yearned for day and night.

She’s not the real Helian Wei Wei, yet possessed identical experiences as Wei Wei.

During modern times, her father was also like this scum of a father, who only knew how to use women to climb upwards. After reaching the top, he then kicked her away!

But her mother wasn’t that strong at all.

After she found out father had betrayed her, she became clinically depressed. Everyday, every single day, she lived in pain and suffering.

At that time, she was still young when father brought home a woman almost a dozen years younger than him. She could only stare blankly and couldn’t do anything else.

She knew that kind of depression was very painful. Mother was afraid her clinical depression would harm her, so she directly locked herself up in her room.

Everyday, she stood beneath the banister on the second floor, and went on tiptoes in hopes of seeing mother, yet was lifted aside by that woman, fiercely giving her a few slaps on the face.

That woman ran to her father and said that she and her mother were both psychologically unstable!

Her father didn’t distinguish right from wrong and immediately sent her to boarding school. Besides the pathetic living expenses, he didn’t give her anything else.

At that time, Wei Wei learned what the thing called hate was.

She made use of all her time to study, in an attempt to change her life.

She remembered very clearly, during elementary school, her classmates organized a summer camp, yet only she was left behind. This was a small village elementary school and the conditions weren’t that great at all. An electric fan buzzed as it rotated above her head.

Yet what she was thankful for was that during that time

She met someone who was able to change her life.

The successor to the Tang Clan, Young Master Tang!

Young Master Tang also had clinical depression, the kind that was obvious with once glance.

He’d never talked to other people before, and was actually a genius at disappearing.

Who could know that an eight year old little child unexpectedly could use the computer to hack a system that the United States was extremely proud of.

And this child was actually of Chinese descent, truly genuinely of Chinese nationality.

Wei Wei seemed to have found her calling in that split second. She also wanted to become this kind of person, because only by becoming stronger could she protect herself and those she wanted to protect!

Her little self made the decision as she followed Young Master Tang to his hometown and found Father Tang. Not afraid to die, she asked to become a member of the Tang Clan.

Father Tang originally still hesitated. After all, her identity was unusual.

Yet Young Master Tang didn’t even lift his head when he said one word. “Possible.”

From that moment on, she became the eighteenth agent together with them, an undefeated ace within aces.

And when she grew up, the first thing she did was to gain control of all the stocks in her father’s company, then came home to pick up Mother.

Regretfully, no one waited for her since eight years ago.

Her mother passed away early on, precisely because of that treacherous father and that mistress with a viper’s heart!

They were afraid of receiving public criticism, so they’d always kept mother in the house, and even Wei Wei was sent away.

That’s why, compared to the original Helian Wei Wei, she detested her present scum of a father and Madam Su even more.

As she recalled her past memories, Wei Wei sunk into a shallow sleep. Basically, she drank too much wine, that’s why thoughts which were originally hidden carefully, would bubble forth for a moment.

Wei Wei could barely feel something pushing away the hair on her forehead. She knitted her brows and leaned her head to one side, then the other.

A sigh arrived by her ear.

Wei Wei wanted to open her eyes, but was pulled deeper by that tipsy feeling.

Finally, someone supported her, a scent of peppermint mixed with sandalwood that seemed to make a person want to fall into under the power of hypnosis.

She leaned her head and sank into someone’s chest.

Just now, the person proposing a toast saw and was going to stand up to support Wei Wei, yet didn’t expect to be nailed to his original place by the look in Baili Jia Jue’s eyes.

That kind of gaze was cold to the extreme, seemed like if he dared to touch the chief, the guy’s going to take his life.

“I’ll send her back.” Baili Jia Jue’s voice was emotionless, not the slightest bit of feeling could be heard from it.

However, what’s mysterious was that they didn’t dare to refuse him!

This was what’s been happening after their toasts!

They clearly wanted to pour drinks for this guy, but each time, each time the wine cup almost passed in front of him, they couldn’t help but feel their heart shiver, as they rigidly made a turn, and delivered the cup to their chief, instead!

It’s just too damn strange, this guy clearly appeared very graceful, very confident. However, from start to finish he wore that smile that wasn’t a smile, and didn’t show a trace of displeasure.

Yet, they just felt their scalps go numb. Don’t ask them why!