"Are you so confident?" Sang Xue walked towards her lazily, "Are you so sure that, because A Che saved you once, he really likes you?"

"?"

When did she ever say that?

This woman has too much inner drama?

"I don't understand what you mean." Yun Jiao said coldly.

Sang Xue smiled: "You pretended to be generous and gave me the yard. Aren't you sure that A Che's heart is with you?"

“…”

This guy does have a lot of drama.

"Since you don't want it, I won't let you. Don't go to Ache and cry later, saying that I bullied you." Yun Jiao walked into the house carrying an empty basin.

Sang Xue frowned. For some reason, she just didn't like Yun Jiao's temper. She had a cold face, as if someone owed her millions of taels.

"Ah Che is mine, just give up on this idea!"

She raised her voice, "Ache and I have been childhood sweethearts, and I am his right-hand man. I know his temperament, hobbies, tastes, and habits very well. Over the years, he has had many women around him, but I am the only one who has stayed with him year after year."

Now, Yun Jiao finally understood his purpose.

Robbing people.

Spread the word.

She came here to stake her claim.

Yun Jiao smiled secretly, in Sang Xue's heart, Ling Yunche was a treasure, but in her heart, he was nothing!

"Oh? Really?" She looked at Sang Xue and said provocatively, "But that's really unfortunate. I also like A Che very much. As for who will stay with him longer, why don't we compete fairly?"

"you!"

How dare you challenge her!

What an ungrateful person!

Her identity meant that she could never be with Ache, and falling in love with Ache was just the beginning of her tragedy.

Sang Xue raised her cold red lips and said, Yun Jiao, you thought you and A Che were in love with each other, but now I want to see how miserably you die!

Oh!

Sang Xue didn't say anything else and walked away.

As soon as he left, Ah Yu came in and said, "Miss Yun, the doctor has gone to treat the young master's injury. Do you want to go over?"

Yun Jiao sat down at the table, with a deep light in his eyes, and it was unknown what he was thinking about.

Suddenly asked:

"Ayu, do you know where this Sang Xue came from?"

Ah Yu's face was a little fearful. "Since I entered the mansion, Mistress Sang Xue has been here. She is qualified to handle the young master's affairs, including the women he has played with."

She is like the young master's housekeeper, and has the same power as the young master.

No one in the Ling Mansion dared to offend him.

A Yu was talking about Sang Xue's identity, but Yun Jiao was thinking about... Sang Xue's accent.

After living in Lanzhou for a while, she discovered that the locals had a deep and rough accent. Due to years of wind, sand and drought, the locals' skin was also rough and dull.

But Sang Xue's accent is delicate and her skin is good.

If you listen carefully, her accent is a bit like that of people from the south and north of the Yangtze River.

Sang Xue is from Dongling Country, so isn’t Ling Yunche’s nationality also Dongling?

The people of Dongling are entrenched in Lanzhou City, trying to split the Western Regions... Yun Jiao stared calmly, thinking carefully.

She was so engrossed in her thoughts that A Yu called her three or four times, but she didn't hear him.

"Miss Yun?"

"Miss Yun?"

"Huh?!" After a few seconds, he suddenly came back to his senses and looked up to meet Ah Yu's strange gaze. Ah Yu thought she was worried, so he whispered:

"Miss Yun, you don't have to worry too much. You are the woman who has been with the young master the longest that Ah Yu has ever seen. As long as the young master likes you, no matter how powerful Master Sang Xue is, she will not dare to touch you."