I went up to him, intending to stop him.

As a result, Feng Jue pushed her away, and You Hua almost bumped into the wall as she stumbled backward.

"My lord."

Looking up again, Feng Jue was already dragging Han Jiahang out.

A breeze is blowing in my face.

The man's back was cold and hard, exuding a murderous aura.

You Hua was stunned for a moment.

They finally realized the seriousness of the situation.

Once she had regained her footing, she hurriedly chased after him.

"My lord, my lord."

...

The night was thick.

The villa, which had been completely dark just moments before, now has its lights back on.

When Feng Jue dragged an unconscious man into the villa.

The servants in the hall were all terrified and looked completely bewildered.

The wind housekeeper was the only one present who knew the reason.

He glanced at Han Jiahang, but couldn't bear to look at him anymore.

Have you seen this person before?

The moment Feng Jue spoke, an oppressive aura emanated from him.

Those who have just woken up from their sleep inevitably open their eyes wide to clear their minds.

Bang!

Han Jiahang was thrown to the ground.

It's probably in pain.

He frowned slightly while he was unconscious.

Then You Hua caught up from behind.

Then they heard a servant in the villa say, "I don't know him."

The housekeeper was the same; all he knew was that Sheng Chang'an had arrived.

Nobody knew that Han Jiahang had come here.

Moreover, even after taking a few more glances, he still felt he didn't recognize the man.

"My lord."

The butler stepped forward and offered his opinion, "Sir, could this person have been brought back by Miss You?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a chill run down his spine.

When I heard footsteps again, I turned around and saw You Hua walking in from the door with a sullen face.

He felt a little embarrassed.

She only called out "Miss You" once before leaving.

Feng Jue was very angry, and the consequences were severe.

"What do you all do when I'm not around?"

"Hmm?" The last syllable rose in pitch, the tone quite dangerous.

You Huadu walked over to him, and felt guilty when she heard his question.

“My lord, I brought him in.”

There was no hiding or concealment.

You Hua admitted it.

Many people were watching her at that time.

She only paid attention to Feng Jue.

"He said he had something to discuss with the Duke..."

"So, you've decided for me first?" The man turned around, his gaze sharp.

You Hua lowered her head guiltily, "No, I wouldn't dare."

"I just felt sorry for him standing outside in the rain all by himself."

This way, she explained her relationship with Han Jiahang to him while also showing her soft heart.

But she was wrong.

Feng Jue wasn't angry that she was with Han Jiahang.

But... he actually dared to kill his subordinate.

"Oh."

He sneered.

Feng Jue turned his back to her and said, "Starting tomorrow, you will move to the West Garden."

Don't live in the same villa as him.

So that he won't get angry whenever he sees her.

Take a step and walk away.

You Hua was so frightened that she froze.

"My lord, what did you say?"

He wanted to send her to live in the West Garden.

Doesn't he...doesn't he want to see her again?

You Hua didn't understand.

She didn't do anything wrong, and she explained everything to him, so why is he still like this?

Ignoring her, Feng Jue strode away and disappeared from the hall.

Just as we were about to go upstairs, You Hua ran up from behind.

She went up to him and hugged him from behind.

Feng Jue paused, his brows furrowing.

"My lord, I don't want to go to the West Garden, I want to stay here."

She doesn't want him there; he's not there.

"My lord, please don't be angry, okay? I really didn't mean to bring him in."

"I don't even know him."

She hugged him tightly.

She was determined to seize this rare opportunity.