The Delicate Vixen Flirts Again, Driving the Entire Court Mad

[Female lead growth story, alluring to thousands, male competition Shura field, not a good man or faithful woman] In her previous life, Yu Qinghuan was driven out of the Marquis Mansion, lost her p...

Chapter 102 What Does It Have to Do with You

Chapter 102 What Does It Have to Do with You

Seeing that Yu Qinghuan was fine, the two men who rushed to the carriage stopped, but before they could retract their hands, they saw Xie Zhiwen looking over.

Seeing this scene, Sang Ru's heart almost jumped out, not because Yu Qinghuan almost fell, but because of the two men in front of her who rushed over and wanted to hug her wife.

Only when you care about someone will you have such subconscious actions... But, the Marquis is still here, why are these two people worrying about it?

After Yu Qinghuan stood firm, he had an uneasy feeling in his heart. He turned his head and saw Mu Huaian and Xie Zhili not far away. They had rushed behind him at some point and stretched out their hands as if they wanted to catch him.

Her heart skipped a beat and she subconsciously looked at Xie Zhiwen in front of her.

At this moment, Xie Zhiwen looked at the two people in front of him who were even more panicked than himself, and felt a little strange in his heart, but he didn't think much about it. He thought that it was normal for these two people to come forward to help when Yu Qinghuan almost fell.

If it were me, I would have taken action just now as well.

He hugged Yu Qinghuan and smiled at the two of them, "It's okay, you won't fall."

Yu Qinghuan's worries were put to rest, and she felt that she had overestimated Xie Zhiwen.

He even managed to brush off the fact that he smelled his own scent on Mu Huaian earlier. He is so clueless, what can he see?

Mu Huaian was the first to withdraw his hand and watched the two of them get into the carriage, but his eyes couldn't help but follow the hand that was around Yu Qinghuan's waist... He really envied Xie Zhiwen for being able to stand beside Yu Qinghuan so openly.

Xie Zhili on the side snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves and walked towards the carriage, feeling jealous. Without Xie Zhiwen, he would have been the one who had hugged Yu Qinghuan and got into the carriage just now.

But he wouldn't stand there and stare like a fool like Mu Huaian.

In the carriage, Mu Huaian closed his eyes and rested, not allowing himself to pay too much attention to the other carriage.

Xie Zhili couldn't stand the fact that he pretended to be affectionate and righteous even though he clearly cared about her so much, so he said in a cold voice, "She has been my woman for a long time. If you know what's good for you, you should appear in front of her less often and don't tease her."

Mu Huaian opened his eyes, looked at Xie Zhili, and opened his thin lips slightly, "Are you afraid that I will look for her?"

His voice was gentle and soft, but his words were like a knife, hitting Xie Zhili's vital points!

Xie Zhili's expression suddenly changed. "I'm afraid of what you might do. What a joke!"

He has everything he wants: a decent family background, outstanding looks, and a smooth career. Unlike Mu Huaian, he doesn't even have a good face, and his career is hopeless. I'm afraid of what he might do.

Mu Huaian saw the answer from his expression and slowly told the truth, "She was with you before because she was coerced to leave a descendant for Jin Yan. Now that Jin Yan is back, she naturally doesn't need you."

Hearing this, Xie Zhili sneered and didn't take it seriously. "Whether she needs me or not is none of your business."

Even if big brother comes back, what can it matter? In the past year, all the happiness that Yu Qinghuan has experienced was given by me. Can big brother satisfy her?

Xie Zhili believed that Yu Qinghuan would come back to him sooner or later, and only he could be compatible with her and make her happy.

After all, even when she knew that he was avoiding having an heir, she still slept with him, which showed that she had him in her heart. Whether it was body or heart, Xie Zhili always had him in mind.

In Mu Huaian's eyes, Xie Zhili's tough talk at this time was just to cover up his inner panic.

"You know she likes me, and you're afraid she'll choose me over you."

The moment Mu Huaian said this, Xie Zhili suddenly grabbed his collar and pressed him against the wall!

His eyes flashed with coldness, even tinged with murderous intent, "You are worthy!"

Mu Huaian smiled faintly and said nothing, just looking at him quietly.

Xie Zhili hated the look in his eyes, as if everyone was not worth mentioning in his eyes. He gritted his teeth and warned, "She is my woman."

At this time, Mu Huaian spoke, "She is also my woman."

The veins on Xie Zhili's hand that was clutching Mu Huaian's collar were throbbing. He was clearly being restrained by himself, but he still acted like he had the upper hand.

But when he lowered his eyes, he caught a glimpse of two red scratches on Mu Huaian's collarbone under his loose collar. He suddenly pulled open the collar and saw that the scratches stretched to his shoulders and there were even bite marks.

He was no stranger to such scratches and bite marks.

Whenever Yu Qinghuan was about to be deeply moved, she would always leave a few marks on his shoulders.

But now, such traces appeared on Mu Huaian, and it seemed that it was not long ago...

Realizing this, Xie Zhili's eyes turned bloodshot, his fingertips almost digging into the scratch. He suddenly grabbed Mu Huaian's neck and gritted his teeth, "Mu Huaian, what did you do to her!"

Mu Huaian: "What does it have to do with you?"

Xie Zhili: "I'll kill you!"

Mu Huaian chuckled softly, facing Xie Zhili's scarlet eyes and strong murderous intent, "Do you dare?"

Xie Zhili pursed his thin lips, murderous intent boiling in his chest.

Mu Huaian: "If you kill me, the Cheng and Mu families will not forgive you. The prince will not be able to protect you, and she will never look at you again in her life."

His words, one by one, hit Xie Zhili's weak spot.

During the confrontation, Xie Zhili exerted force with his palms, as if trying to prove himself, but in the end, he let go of his hands, gritted his teeth, sat back in his original position, and stared at Mu Huaian coldly.

Mu Huaian's head hit the window frame. He straightened his loose collar, ignored Xie Zhili, and closed his eyes to rest.

Xie Zhili was going crazy, and even wanted to rush over to question Yu Qinghuan right now, asking why he was inferior to Mu Huaian!

...

At this time, in another carriage.

After Yu Qinghuan got on the carriage, she couldn't help but yawn. Seeing this, Xie Zhiwen immediately sat next to Yu Qinghuan.

He patted his shoulder attentively, "Ah Huan, lean on my shoulder and sleep for a while."

Yu Qinghuan smiled and declined, "No, the carriage is bumpy, I'll sleep..."

But before she could finish her words, her head was supported and forced onto Xie Zhiwen's shoulder.

Yu Qinghuan had no choice but to go along with his wishes, but when the scent of Xie Zhiwen lingered around her nose, what came to her mind was Mu Huaian and Xie Zhili in the other carriage.

I don't know how those two are doing now. I hope they won't fight?

Just as she was thinking about it, Xie Zhiwen beside her suddenly held her fingers on her knees. The warmth climbed up her fingers to her palm, and she was slightly stunned.

Xie Zhiwen lowered his head and breathed out warm air, "Ah Huan, your hands are too cold, let me warm them for you."

Yu Qinghuan suddenly remembered what she had heard when she was hiding in Mu Huaian's room. She moved her hands, trying to pull them out of Xie Zhiwen's hand, "My Lord, I'm not cold."

Realizing that she was rejecting his closeness again, Xie Zhiwen immediately held on tightly, feeling a little aggrieved.

"Since I came back, you haven't slept with me and you've been so cold to me. I feel so bad. I can't stand you like this..."

Yu Qinghuan was silent, somewhat moved.

Sensing her emotion, Xie Zhiwen took the hand he held in his palm and placed it on his chest. He looked at Yu Qinghuan and said in a voice that sounded almost pleading:

"Ah Huan, can you please take care of me?"