Quick Transmigration Guide: Yandere Male Lead, Spoiled to Heaven!

【Super sweet and doting, one-on-one】#Su Yan's divinity... fell off.

Her system told her that to retrieve her divinity, she had to fulfill the male lead's wishes. And so, she embar...

Chapter 836 The White Lotus Male Concubine is Going to Cause Trouble (29)

Ji Yu sat at the table, drinking tea from her teacup.

Steam rose from the teacup.

He lowered his head, his voice soft.

"If Your Highness has nothing else to do, you may leave. It would be bad if the Marquis misunderstood you."

Ouyang Qing, in disbelief, tremblingly extended her finger.

"You, you treat me like this??"

"Now that you have a buyer, have you forgotten the kindness I once showed you?"

Ji Yu didn't even lift his eyelids.

"What kindness has the Third Prince shown to Ji Yu?"

Ouyang Qing was so angry he felt like vomiting blood, so he took a deep breath.

He stood up abruptly from his seat.

"Even if you treat me like this, I will not be as heartless and ungrateful as you."

If you ever have…

Before she could finish speaking, Ji Yu's voice was soft.

"Your Highness, I will not see you off."

Ouyang Qing looked like he had been abandoned.

He hummed twice.

He turned and walked out of Ji Yu's room.

As soon as he stepped outside, he ran into Su Yan.

Ouyang Qing looked at Su Yan, first stunned, then anger appeared on his face, and finally a mixture of emotions.

"A few days ago, was it you who hit one of my men???"

Su Yan blinked

"Which time is Your Highness referring to?"

These past few days, because of the need to clean up the gambling den, I've had to get people to do the work a lot.

So much so that she didn't even know which instance of her actions Ouyang Qing was referring to.

But Ouyang Qing didn't interpret those words the same way.

Ouyang Qing was indignant

"Su Yan! I've been deferring to you because you're related to me by blood."

How dare you send your servants to bully my people time and time again?!

As she spoke, Ouyang Qing's eyes became very resentful again.

"Not only did you send your men to bully my people, but you yourself dared to steal my man!"

Lanzhi couldn't help but cover her mouth and burst out laughing.

The phrase "stealing a man" that Ouyang Qing used was referring to Ji Yu.

Su Yan's tone was serious

“He is not the Third Prince; he has always been mine.”

"you!!!"

Ouyang Qing almost couldn't catch his breath.

He glared at Su Yan, never expecting that this guy would dare to say such a thing.

After Su Yan finished speaking, she walked towards the door of the room.

As soon as I walked over, I saw Ji Yu smiling and drinking tea with her head down.

He heard everything Su Yan said.

To say these words to the Third Prince is extremely disrespectful.

Even he was stunned for a moment.

Was he originally hers?

For some reason, listening to it brings me joy.

After he finished drinking his tea, he placed the cup on the table.

Looking up, I saw Su Yan standing at the door.

Ji Yu stood up.

"Young Marquis."

His soft voice carried a hint of a smile.

Su Yan waved the contract of indenture in her hand, looked at him, and slowly said...

"I've come to pick you up."

Ji Yu nodded

"Yes, my lord."

Su Yan walked over, took Ji Yu's hand, and led her outside.

Ouyang Qing looked at the expression on Ji Yu's face.

He paused, stunned.

I can hardly believe it.

What kind of expression was that?

tenderness?

mild?

You laughed?

Facing a lawless local tyrant from Beijing whom you've only known for a month?

That's a man!

Most importantly, Ouyang Qing only just realized this at this moment.

It seems that Ji Yu wasn't after any extraordinary treasure.

She's got her eye on this young marquis.

Look at the way he looks at that young marquis.

Tsk tsk.

After Ouyang Qing came to this conclusion, he scoffed at it.

Hmph, she actually sold herself for a man!

I thought the Marquis's mansion had something important.

However, after humming the song, Ouyang Qing became very curious about Su Yan.

What method did this young marquis use to manage to trick Ji Yu into his hands?