Rong Qingqing realized what was happening and almost clapped and cheered, but fortunately she still had her senses and managed to hold back.
For the first time, I didn't think Xie Jingrun was so hateful. The cup of tea he splashed on Rong Yiyi's face was so amazing that I couldn't help but applaud.
It seems he could tell that Rong Yiyi was faking fainting.
She had no doubt that if the cup contained boiling tea, he would still pour it out without hesitation.
Rong Yiyi should be thankful that the tea in her cup was only lukewarm, otherwise her little face would have been ruined.
To pretend to be unconscious and play tricks on Xie Jingrun's turf—isn't that courting death?
"No need to thank me." Xie Jingrun suddenly looked up at Feng Mo and said indifferently, the corners of his lips slightly upturned, which made people feel that he had some ill intentions.
Feng Mo's expression darkened, and he almost lost his temper.
Regardless of anything else, Rong Yiyi is now his fiancée, and to be publicly humiliated like this is practically a slap in his face.
This Xie Jingrun is truly detestable. I really don't know what Father Emperor appreciates about him, not only for his important position but also for the great power he wields.
"No matter what, Yiyi is still a young lady. Commander Xie, aren't you being a bit too heartless?"
"In my eyes, there is no distinction between men and women." Xie Jingrun's gaze was cold, and his words were even more ruthless and cold-blooded. "If there is, it is the difference between the living and the dead."
Rong Qingqing felt her scalp tingle and her heart pound.
What do you mean by only distinguishing between the living and the dead?
Xie Jingrun is indeed a ruthless and bloodthirsty devil!
Feng Mo's temple throbbed as he looked at the man sitting there, relaxed and at ease, and finally suppressed his anger.
Just then, Rong Yiyi groaned and woke up, wiping the water from her face, and asked blankly, "What happened?"
Looking at the large bump on her forehead, Rong Qingqing tried hard to suppress her laughter, wishing she could get a mirror for her to see.
If she saw herself like this, I wonder if she could still continue acting?
"Let's go." Feng Mo's face was cold. He coldly uttered these words and walked out first, giving Rong Yiyi almost no time to process them.
Seeing this, Rong Yiyi became anxious. She bit her lip and, not caring about maintaining her dignity, hurriedly got up to chase after him, but Rong Qingqing grabbed her hand and asked with great concern, "Yiyi, did you hurt yourself?"
Seeing that Feng Mo was about to walk away, Rong Yiyi's eyes flashed with impatience, and she gritted her teeth, "Is there anything else you need, sister?"
Rong Qingqing glanced at her, how could she not see the hatred she was hiding behind her smile?
She scoffed inwardly, then suddenly pressed hard on the swollen spot on her forehead, reminding her, "You have a big lump here, it must hurt a lot, right?"
When she was pressed down, Rong Yiyi winced in pain and almost cursed out loud. But after hearing what she said, her expression changed drastically. "What did you say?"
“The Third Prince has left, sister, hurry up and go after him. You must explain things to him properly, otherwise he might misunderstand you, what will you do?” Rong Qingqing changed the subject and said with a worried tone.
Rong Yiyi was so angry she felt like she was going to vomit blood. If she hadn't been held back, she would have chased after them long ago.
Moreover, Feng Mo misunderstood her because she talked nonsense.
That bitch has caused her so much trouble, but there's plenty of time, she'll have opportunities to teach her a lesson slowly.
Her eyes held a chilling glint, and she didn't even bother with polite words before running away.
Watching the woman run away, Rong Qingqing's lips curled into a smile, clearly pleased.
Now, Rong Yiyi is going to be very busy.
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