The daughter of the first wife is reborn and marries a rich family again

"You've come just in time." Zheng Zhuohua looked solemn, and whispered to Yu Caiwei, "Caiwei, this is a critical moment. I believe in your wisdom. Just act according to the circumstances, and I will help you in secret."

Yu Caiwei nodded slightly, her eyes moving around, already showing a look of planning a strategy. "Mr. Zheng, please get ready, a good show is about to begin."

The gate of Zheng's house slowly opened, and Yu Caiwei, accompanied by Zheng Zhuohua, walked towards Xiao Cheng with firm steps. The onlookers whispered, and surprise and speculation intertwined, forming an invisible pressure.

"Isn't this Miss Yu? Why did she come out with the eldest son of the Zheng family?"

"I'm afraid that Master Xiao is pushing too hard, so Master Zheng has no choice but to ask Miss Yu to come to the rescue."

A curious child's voice rang out from the crowd: "Mom, is Miss Yu as smart and brave as the legend says?"

The child's mother smiled and replied softly: "Child, Miss Yu is not just a legend, she is a real heroine in our capital."

Approaching Xiao Cheng, Yu Caiwei smiled slightly, her indifference seemed to be able to melt the ice and snow in winter. "Prince Xiao, are you mobilizing so many troops just to discuss marriage with me?"

A hint of surprise flashed across Xiao Cheng's eyes, but he immediately regained his composure and said with a smile, "Yu Caiwei, your courage and insight are indeed no less than that of a man. Today, I do have something to ask you, but in a more private setting."

"Oh? In that case, Prince Xiao doesn't trust the sincerity of the Zheng family?" Yu Caiwei asked back. Her voice was clearly heard by every bystander, making the discussions around them even louder.

"Whether you trust me or not still needs to be proven by facts." Xiao Cheng replied calmly, then waved his hand, signaling his men to step back and leave only core confidants.

Zheng Zhuohua whispered to Yu Caiwei, "Be careful." Then he stepped aside, his eyes filled with complicated concern.

The three of them entered the secret room of Zheng's mansion. The moment the door closed, the whole room seemed to be shrouded in a tense atmosphere.

"Now, Prince Xiao, can you be honest with me?" Yu Caiwei took the initiative, her tone calm but sharp.

Xiao Cheng looked around, a sly smile appeared on his lips. "Yu Caiwei, I know you are looking for clues about Ju Yu Hui, and I have the same goal."

"So? You want to cooperate with me?" Yu Caiwei raised her eyebrows, with a scrutinizing look in her eyes.

"Cooperation? No, it should be called a deal." Xiao Cheng corrected, "You help me expose the collusion between Juyuhui and the Zheng family. In exchange, I will protect you from the troubles of this political marriage, and help you achieve the goal you really want in your heart."

Yu Caiwei smiled slightly, and her smile contained too many secrets that were not shared with outsiders. "Prince Xiao, you seem to be too confident in me. Why should I believe that what you say is sincere?"

"Because we have a common enemy." Xiao Cheng's voice suddenly became low and serious. "Also, Caiwei, don't forget, we are all in this situation, and no one can stay out of it."

Yu Caiwei was silent for a moment. She knew that Xiao Cheng’s words were not entirely unreasonable, but trust was too much of a luxury in this world full of calculations.

"Prince Xiao, I will consider your proposal, but before that, I need to see your sincerity." She finally spoke, leaving room for maneuver in her words.

Xiao Cheng nodded slightly, as if he had expected this answer. "Very good, then, we will wait for the right time and act on our own."

At this point in the conversation, the undercurrent confrontation came to a temporary end. When the door of the secret room was reopened, Yu Caiwei and Xiao Cheng walked out side by side. The superficial harmony between the two deceived everyone's eyes, but in their hearts, they each had their own calculations.

An old man in the crowd shook his head with emotion: "This world is really turbulent. A woman can be on equal footing with the rich and powerful."

"Yes, Miss Yu is not only talented, but also courageous. I'm afraid there is no one else like her in the capital." The young vendor continued with admiration.

The scene in the secret room, as the night deepened, turned into a grain of sand among the countless secrets of the capital. However, the game between Yu Caiwei and Xiao Cheng has undoubtedly planted the seeds of doubt and expectation in the hearts of countless people.

Yu Caiwei patted Han Yan's hand and said softly, "Next is the real test."

"Miss, come rain or shine, Han Yan will always be by your side." Han Yan's answer was firm and warm.

As the night deepens, every inch of the capital city is filled with unknowns and uncertainties. The subtle relationship between Yu Caiwei, Xiao Cheng, and Zheng Zhuohua, as well as the layers of conspiracy behind them, are pushing this ancient city towards an unknown tomorrow.

And in the midst of all this noise, a series of conversations gently leaves this story with endless suspense.

"Caiwei, do you know that the truth you are pursuing may be heavier than you imagined?" Zheng Zhuohua whispered, with worry in his eyes.

Yu Caiwei turned around, leaving Zheng Zhuohua with a resolute back view. Her voice was cold and firm: "Brother Zhuohua, no matter what the truth is, I have no way to retreat. I can only move forward."

"Life is like a game of chess. One wrong move will lead to all wrong steps. Caiwei, I hope you can take every step firmly." Xiao Cheng's voice came from behind, with subtle concern and warning.

Yu Caiwei did not turn around, but just raised the corner of her mouth slightly, that smile contained confidence and determination. "Don't worry, Master Xiao, the game is not over yet, the winner is not decided, I, Yu Caiwei, will make every move carefully."

The two of them went their separate ways, each with their own thoughts. In the streets and alleys of the capital, rumors and speculations about them spread like wildfire, becoming more and more intense.

"Hey, have you heard? Miss Yu, Master Xiao, and Master Zheng, they might have a big plan that is unknown to the public!" Inside the teahouse, a plainly dressed young man lowered his voice and shared mysteriously with his tablemate.

"Hmph, it's just a trick among the powerful and wealthy. What does it have to do with us common people?" The big man opposite sneered disdainfully, but his eyes unconsciously glanced around, and it was obvious that he was also interested in this kind of news.

At this time, an old man wearing a bamboo hat spoke slowly, his voice old but full of wisdom: "Things in the world may seem unrelated to you, but in fact they are closely linked. Yu Caiwei's move may cause a stir in the capital, and even the overall situation of the country."

As soon as these words came out, the teahouse fell silent for a moment, and everyone fell into deep thought. The old man's words were like a thunderclap, making people suddenly realize that the calm before them was just an illusion of impending storm.

The night fell again. In the Zheng residence, the candlelight flickered, illuminating Zheng Zhuohua's solemn face. He sat alone in the study, his fingers gently stroking a sealed letter on the table. It was a secret order from deep in the imperial city.