Killing Those Who Have Wronged Me

Chu Huan's face was as cold as frost, his chest heaving violently.

The two bodyguards, who were not supposed to speak, could no longer tolerate Lady Xue's aggressive behavior. They stepped forward and stood in front of Chu Huan.

One of the bodyguards, having guessed that Lady Xue's bold words were likely related to the handkerchief, sneered coldly, "Lady Xue, a mere handkerchief is not enough to ruin Third Young Master's reputation."

Lady Xue, believing they were from the Marquis's household, didn't show much concern. At this point, she was determined to force Chu Huan's hand.

"That handkerchief has his name embroidered on it. Chu Huan, you surely understand the power of public opinion. People don't care whether it's true or not; as long as your reputation is damaged, it will affect your future promotions. Moreover, no respectable young lady will look at a dissolute person like you."