frightfiction Chapter 532 The Republic-era Miss Who Admitted Her Mistake to Her Arranged Marriage (3)
Chapter 532 The Republic-era Miss Who Admitted Her Mistake to Her Arranged Marriage (3)
Mu Zhou sat in front of the restaurant's glass window, wiping his fingertips with a damp handkerchief.
Thinking of the original owner's fate, she gave a cold, curving smile.
Shen Congjun found many plausible reasons to conceal the original owner's death.
He said it was for the sake of the Mu family elders, but he knew the real reason in his heart.
Given the relationship between the Mu family and Prince Lin, the Wen family will definitely be held accountable if this matter escalates.
This would increase the chances of the Wen family falling from power.
Wen Yuzhi and Wen Heliang's fathers were confidants of the old warlord, which is why they dared to act so recklessly.
However, once the descendants of revolutionary leaders are involved, it will inevitably arouse great public opinion.
The old warlord would certainly not tolerate them tarnishing his reputation.
Moreover, the old warlord was getting older, and the young marshal Shen Huocang was someone who couldn't tolerate any wrongdoing.
With the changing of the guard, there's no guarantee that the young marshal won't use this incident to completely destroy the Wen family.
Shen Congjun's future will naturally be bright after graduating from military academy, but if he can have a powerful father-in-law to support him, he will achieve twice the result with half the effort.
He concealed the original owner's death purely for his own benefit.
hypocrite.
It's quite fitting that Wen Yuzhi is the instigator.
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After Mu Zhou finished eating and drinking, he called the waiter to settle the bill.
There was still a lot of food left on the table, and she had only touched most of it a few times.
The waiter was the same one who had led her in before.
How would you like to pay?
With currency devaluation these days, a few thousand yuan is just the price of a steamed bun, while a Western restaurant like this might easily cost millions.
For the convenience of their customers, they also accept US dollars.
Mu Zhou naturally did not have any US dollars.
She took out a gold ingot.
"Would gold be acceptable?"
The waiter was stunned for a moment, then nodded blankly.
"...Okay, oh no, please wait a moment, I need to consult our manager."
The waiter carried away the heavy gold ingot.
In reality, gold could certainly be used for payment, but very few people would directly take out such a large piece of gold ingot.
Therefore, verifying authenticity is essential.
The waiter returned quickly.
"Madam, the payment can be settled. Based on the market price, we should give you your change..."
"keep the change."
Mu Zhou's calm refusal shocked the waiter.
Wow... there's quite a bit left after paying the bill.
Mu Zhou looked up at the alleyway not far away.
There were many children begging there.
She gestured with her chin:
"Could you help me take these leftovers to the children?"
As she spoke, she took out a few more gold melon seeds:
"This is a tip for you."
The waiter nodded hurriedly, becoming even more attentive:
"Oh, don't worry, I'll definitely deliver it. Please take care, ma'am."
The waiter's smile became much more genuine as he watched Mu Zhou gracefully depart.
He was right; this guy was definitely not short of money.
While the chances of receiving tips are high in such restaurants, it's rare for someone to actually give a large sum of money.
He had never seen such a generous guest before.
On the other side, Mu Zhou had already boarded a rickshaw.
She didn't take the tipping to heart.
Back when we lived at home, we would fill the entire eight-immortal table with food whenever we ate. Sometimes the leftovers were given to the servants, and sometimes they were given to beggars on the street.
It's common practice to tip people with gold melon seeds.
These were all things she took for granted.
After leaving the restaurant, she went to the military academy, wandered around aimlessly, and even bribed someone with gold to help her check if there was a freshman named Shen Congwen.
Unfortunately, they were told that such a person did not exist.
She was distraught.
And so, she spent the whole afternoon making sure everything looked perfect.
We didn't head straight to Anping's largest hotel until it was almost dark.
After a satisfying night's sleep, she went to Yuanchang Military Academy early the next morning.
It was still early, the sky was just beginning to lighten, and the students had not yet gotten up.
Stalls selling snacks have already been set up near the entrance of the military academy.
Mu Zhou sat down at one of the restaurants:
"Boss, I'd like a bowl of soy milk and a fried dough stick."
"okay."
A few moments later, several military academy students walked over from the street corner; they were clearly sneaking out to spend the night.
They sat down at the table next to Mu Zhou and started chatting away.
"I heard that the Shen family's son is coming to the military academy. Is he here for further studies?"
"Yes, that should be the case. A senior officer training program was launched this year, and all the participants are high-ranking officers."
"These officers are more than capable of teaching us a lesson."
"Who can argue with that? They are all talented young people who went to the battlefield early on."
At this time, there was no war, and bringing people together not only allowed them to learn advanced ideas, but also helped maintain relationships through the bonds of friendship among classmates.
Mu Zhou seemed completely uninterested in these words, focusing only on eating his breakfast.
After a while, the sky brightened considerably.
Three military jeeps stopped in front of the military academy.
The atmosphere was somewhat unusual.
Soon, a row of soldiers took their positions and stood in formation.
Then another soldier got off and opened the rear door of the middle vehicle.
The first thing to appear was a pair of powerful, long legs encased in military uniform.
The moment the military boots touched the ground, you could feel the power in your legs.
Immediately, a tall figure stepped out of the car and came into full view of everyone.
The man was dressed in military uniform, with handsome features, cold eyes, and a neat and tidy hairstyle.
She exuded a faint air of aloofness and nobility.
This crisp military uniform seemed tailor-made for him.
The entire street fell into dead silence instantly.
Shen Juncang waved his hand, signaling all his guards to leave.
He's here to study; there's no need to make such a big fuss.
The guards dared not question it and disappeared quickly after receiving the order.
Shen Juncang glanced at his watch; there was still some time before class started.
Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that a nearby shop was open, so he went over to buy a pack of cigarettes.
As soon as he focused his gaze, he saw a familiar figure sitting at the breakfast stall.
A woman with her back to him.
The woman was slender, wearing a pinkish-green long shirt and skirt, the colors of which stood out against the somewhat gloomy street.
He narrowed his eyes.
With his excellent memory, he instantly recalled that figure.
The girl I saw at the restaurant that day.
He casually looked away and went into the store.
As soon as he entered the store, the military academy students at the breakfast stall finally seemed to come alive.
"My God, this must be the one from the Shen family. He has such a powerful presence. I didn't even dare to breathe when he got out of the car."
"Me too, it's scary. Let's wait a bit longer, and go in after he enters the school, so we don't run into him."
“I had met him once before with my father. After not seeing him for several years, he had become even more unpredictable and so imposing that people dared not look him in the eye.”
“He’s been studying abroad for the past few years, and I thought he would become more mild-mannered.”
"Unexpectedly, its momentum is even more fierce."
When Mu Zhou heard the surname Shen again, and then heard about studying abroad, he couldn't help but look at the table next to him.
She bit her lip, determined to try anything, even if it seemed hopeless.
"Excuse me, is the student you're referring to named Shen Congjun?"